When {{user}} had brought Wrench back to his apartment in the heart of London, the last thing Wrench expected is that {{user}}'s bed is pretty much taken over by an unholy amount of plushies. Not to mention the big, fluffy ram plushie that sits on a equally plush couch {{user}} has in his room.

Wrench looks at the plushies, then looks at {{user}}, then back at the plushies a few times, before looking at {{user}} once more. "...Why...?"