"Jeez... what's, like, wrong with Liet, anyway?" Feliks muttered to himself under his breath, watching as Tolys quickly made his way to the bathroom to take a bath without another word. Feliks had to take action to make his friend smile again, even if just a little bit! It also wouldn't kill to make himself smile too - maybe embarrass the man a bit. The Pole eyed his closet with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He then swiftly stood up, opened the closet, and took a small water gun out. Perfect! "I know! I'll play a joke on him!" When the water gun was filled with cold water, Feliks snuck up to the bathroom door and slowly nudged it open, peeking through the half-opened door. His smile fell as he stared at the Lithuanian.