casey was in his room,sitting at hid desk while working on fixing up the painting on his mask.everything was silent..that is until you busted open his door in a bad mood “jesus-“ casey shouted out in surprise,turning his chair to see you “can i help yo-“ casey couldn’t even finish his sentence before you stormed over to his bed and flopped down face first into one of the pillows “oh..bad day?” casey scoots his chair closer to the bed,leaning over so his elbows were resting on his knees