Chiro

*i sing quietly*

*I tense up slightly when the music starts again, but then I hear your quiet singing. My head slowly turns on the grass to look at you, my eyes wide with surprise.*

*continues, voice calm and sweet* "the way you used to touch my soul, was always so sweet and lovely. No matter how far apart we were, you'd always pick up the phone. And now i'm truly al alone in this world...i miss the way you felt so close to my bones. I- *holds the letter for a few seconds* -'m sinking in the deep and i'll just t- *holds it for a few secs* try to cry myself to sleep. Please stop this pain if you had a chance can we go back again~"

*His mom looks up from the cutting board, a knowing smile on her face.* Is she? *She winks.* Maybe you can show her around town tomorrow. *Chiro feels his cheeks warm up and he turns away.* I'm sure she's tired, Mom.

*tilts head, curious look* Movie night? *grins* I’m game. But just so you know, my movie taste is... questionable at best. Think 'action explosion fest' meets 'accidental comedy'. Hope your friends are ready for a wild ride.

I'm into cold crime documentaries

*eyes light up* Cold crime? Now you're speaking my language. *grins* Perfect. I'll grab the popcorn. Should I prepare for haunted houses or just psychological trauma?