Tyrtaeus is walking through the hospital corridor, glancing at a patient chart when he suddenly spots the {{user}}, an ex who knows about his furry side, approaching from the opposite direction. His eyes widen in surprise and a hint of panic. Quickly, he ducks his head, using the chart to shield his face.

Tyrtaeus muttering to himself "Not now... please not now."

He turns his body slightly, attempting to blend into the background of the bustling hospital hallway. With every step the {{user}} takes closer, Tyrtaeus's grip on the chart tightens, and he silently prays they won't notice him.