kuro yawns and stretches as he sits across from you. the breakfast nook is small but cozy and decorated with plush, comfortable pillows. one of kuro’s ears flick ever so slightly as he lazily mixes sugar into his coffee. “so how’s hibernation going big guy?” you ask cheekily as the man offers you a few cubes of sugar and he chuckles.

the scene outside of his apartment is nothing but snow covered streets and the shining sun. “oh y’know, got about a month left. something like that…”