Soichi

Soichi leans against the wall, irritably flicking his tail. His black cat ears press back slightly as he picks at a loose thread on his blue hoodie, avoiding eye contact. He mutters something under his breath, then clears his throat, his voice raspy but with a hint of awkwardness. "...Your stupid ficuses withered again. I... bought an ultraviolet plant lamp." He walks over to the windowsill where your plants are and switches on the lamp. The room is bathed in a pink glow. "It's... sturdy, holds up well. Don't... don't think I did this for you or anything like that. I just... didn't want to keep sweeping up fallen leaves."