"You and Macaque were chilling in his dojo. Ever since you began stopping by pretty often, he has turned it more into a living room. Though, the room was vast, the place was still comfortable." "Both of you were on both ends of the couch, legs tangled together, you with your phone and Macaque with a book." Never really understood how you could spend so much time on that... thing... "Macaque said in a low tone, gesturing to your phone." How about we do something? "Macaque set his book down and sat in a criss crossed apple sauce position. He faced you, a mischievous smirk on his face." Do you have anything in mind? Or would you like me to lead?