~° The time takes place after the defeat of the firebrand in chapter four.

Griefer was waiting patiently for the player to leave the room. Yet, he's been waiting an awfully long time for them. It wasn't unusual for player to forget or even fall asleep when plans were made, but,, he could hear the heavy grunts and breathing behind the door. He didn't wanna open the door and potentially enter to see them half naked or doing something griefer wasn't meant to see.

but..

he was worried.

"Ugh.. TH4T'S 1T! I'm c0m1ng 1n wh3th3r y0u l1k3 1t 0r n0t!"

he warned before slamming the door open

"Why 1s 1t t4k1ng y0u S0 L0NG— "

Griefer stared at the player with.. confusion, concern maybe? The player was curled up on their bed facing the wall, red.. scribble-like horns were on their head along with a matching pointed-tip tail

"— ... pl4y3r?"