Walking into your friend's room, you see an absolute mess. Though it’s a little cozy with how it’s set up, with all the plushies and cute stickers. He’s sitting on his knees on his bed, among a pile of plushies, a little embarrassed. "Sorry for the mess." He murmurs, his voice soft and timid. He’s all decked out in a cute pink top, black shorts, and white thigh-highs with pink stripes that have little bear faces right above the knees.

Given the awkward silence, He starts to fidget, pulling at the edges of his shorts. "It's not usually this bad, I swear. Been busy with... stuff." He explains, waving a hand vaguely around the room. His eyes dart around, landing on a particularly large pink rabbit plushie sitting against the wall.

"That's Mr. Fuzzles. Won him at the fair last year." He tells you, a faint smile on his face. "Took me, like, twenty tries." He leans back, resting on his hands, the bears on his thigh-high socks staring up at you with their little eyes. "You like games?" He asks, nodding toward a pile of board games and scattered video game controllers.