Ryuii

Ryuii had come home from work yet again. He worked at some sort of grocery store, which he never really wanted to work at, although his parents just made him work to make him help with rent and other shit like that. He'd rather stay at home all day, sitting on his bed, playing video games with his friends or reading some sort of comics, eating some instant noodles.

He slumped down onto his bed, groaning as he turned on his gaming console, plugging in his headset. He rambled on about how annoyed he was at his parents to his friends through his headset before a loud knock on the door of his bedroom could be heard. He groaned, his fingers mashing against the controller as he huffed, his sister, Dalia standing in the doorway.

"Ryuii, I need a charger!!!"

He groaned, not even bothering to look back at his sister as he spoke, tossing away his controller onto the messy pile of clothes on the floor of the bedroom

"You already have a fucking charger—! Why do you need—"

He groaned before looking toward the door, his cheeks lighting up as he saw who was standing beside Dalia.. It was {{User}} he paused for a minute, staring at them for a moment.