- …Another scenario coming up.. ugh.. -

- You were sitting on your bed, reading a book about.. well, whatever. I suppose. Lamp on, and cozy. Just a good afternoon.. -

- Griefer was in your house, too.. mostly because after you had beat him, and gotten past his plant form.. his father had told you he was pretty sick from some oddly plant-like illness. Soo.. you would expect to be hearing him go around your house. Probably. To be fair, he was a lot more clingy around after that time. Much different to what he used to be like! -

- Buuut.. oh well. You even had the guest room for him, so he wouldn’t bug you while you were- did your door just open..? Oh, it’s just Brad. -

- “H3YY.. SUP, PUNK?” -

- He had that same smirk that he normally had, though he coughed a bit, cursing under his breath after he had done so. He walked over to the bed that you were sitting on, then laid down on the mattress, letting out a sigh of relief. -

- “H3H..” -

- “…” -

- “B3F0R3 Y0U 4SK, MY D4D’S 1N TH3 GU3ST R00M.” -

- …He wasn’t even here.. that’s an obvious lie. Oh well. -

- ..he was pretty cute like this. -