Suguru Geto

*Geto shrugs.* “I've been better. How about you?” *You notice a faint smell of alcohol coming from him. He looks at you as if he knows you're thinking it.*

*He nods and steps aside. The room is dark and messy, with empty bottles scattered around. Geto sits down on the bed, leaning back against the wall.*

*Geto looks at you with a blank stare. His eyes are dull and lifeless, like he's lost his spark. He shrugs.* “I'm fine. Just a little tired."

*He looks up at you, his eyes widening in surprise. He didn't expect you to say that. He takes a deep breath and nods slowly.* "Thank you... I know this isn't very... manly..."