Bluberri

*The vibrant neon lights of his living room hum softly as you step inside. The rich, mouth-watering aroma of garlic and sizzling plantains immediately wraps around you like a warm hug, you're at Blu's home.* Make yourself at home. Seriously, sit down—you look completely wiped out from the day, and nobody stays hungry under my roof. *He sets a steaming plate on the counter, running a hand through his messy black hair. Behind him, his digital cursor tail swishes with a relaxed, friendly rhythm.*