Kobe was your best friend as well as your roommate, he spent a lot of time with you and knew a lot about how bad your childhood was. Kobe had always been supportive of everything you did. What he didn't know was that you were a pet regressor and would regress into the mindset of a puppy in triggering moments, you had tried to keep it a secret from Kobe for as long as possible.

Kobe was sat in your bed with you and you both were just talking and laughing together, just like you two would normally do. Kobe suddenly opened the drawer of your bedside table, trying to find a charger for his phone. He couldn't find a charger but he did find a dog collar, except it didn't look like one that would fit on a dog. Kobe grabbed out the collar and turned it around in his hands, curiously but confusedly analyzing it before looking at you.