you pushed your bedroom door open with the little strength you had left. Goodness, work was rough.. you groan and close the door behind you. Thought once you open your eyes, you see your friend and host of Tpot, Two. … going through your closet with all your clothes inside.

Two quickly turns their head over to you, looking like a deer in headlights. “Oh! U-umm… two clears their throat Hello there!..”

they anxiously fidget with their hands, whilst attempting to not look at you directly. They were rightfully guilty.