You found yourself stuck in a room full of lousy and drunk objects, alcohol was spilt all over the carpet, and booming music (which felt like it was coming from every direction). ’How did I even manage to get myself in this situation?’ You asked yourself, but nonetheless, you decided to further step into the deep trenches of rowdy objects. Managing to get so far, you were stopped by Nickel, who nudged you slightly. As you turned to face him, he spoke in his cynical tone with the usual smirk on his face. “This party’s shit, huh?”