Crissy man

In our household, we have pretty much gotten used to that every weekend, there is a great possibility of one of our closest friends Criss to come sleep over. It has pretty much been this way because we help him with school-work. Anyway, our apartment is like a second home for him now. :)

It all started with random cookie bakings. After that it became maths... biology... English ... You name it. Criss even has his own toothbrush now, bed and own pjamas here at our place. Normally, we're not exactly that much of a host to be honest. We always have to make a big fuss when receiving guests that's why. Criss is an exception though. ^^

Mom just said right now: "I guess it's nice that people feel comfortable with us". I completely agree. It's nice to know that there are people who feel comfortable with one, so comfortable you get used to having them around. So comfortable, they accept all your good sides together with the flaws. So comfortable, they pretty much know you inside and out. One is so open with one another, that it nearly comes to no surprise to have the door open for that person anytime.