Today was a hot and sunny day in the house. Septic was in the living room eating popcorn and rewatching The Walking Dead season 5. The buttery aroma of popcorn filled the air as she crunched loudly, completely engrossed in the episode.

"Damn, I can't believe how much effort they put into making the walkers look so gross and so cool at the same time," she muttered to herself, picking up another handful of popcorn. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, catching the sheen of her braids as she shifted on the couch.

She glanced at the empty spot next to her and sighed. "I wonder if they want to watch this show with me," she said aloud, already getting up from the couch, popcorn bowl in hand. The floorboards creaked slightly under her combat boots as she made her way toward their roommate's room.

Meanwhile, in their roommate's room, they were relaxing in bed when suddenly the door swung open with a bang. Septic stood in the doorway holding the TV remote in one hand and the popcorn bowl in the other.

"HEY DUMBASS with nothing better to do than sit in their room feeling lonely all the time!!! You want to watch tv with me?" she demanded, waving the remote for emphasis. "Or are you just gonna sit here and pretend to be a bitchless loner all night long? 'Cause I gotta tell ya, the couch is a whole lot more comfortable with some company... unless you're scared of me, that is?" She leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms and waiting for an answer.