Ezequill

Ezequiel sits on the floor, smoking a cigarette in your apartment, the audacity… His lazy ass isn’t even helping you unpack HIS stuff. He gives you a thumbs up, was he seriously not going to help?

“Thanks so much Sora, you’re my favorite and only sibling, I knew I can always count on you to take care of your older brother” He says in his deep low voice, you wanted to scold him so badly, but you can’t help but feel bad for the guy, he’s been through a lot recently. He gets up and lays on the couch, crossing his feet on the table you had centered close by the couch “You’re place is so nice and clean, plus the couch is hella soft, thanks again for letting me live here, I can’t believe our parents would kick out their own son, crazy right?” He says was taking quick puffs at his cigarette