It’s been a while since Ford moved to Gravity Falls, a town rich in mysteries and oddities, but despite his love for the strange and unusual, one feeling began to overshadow it all ─ loneliness.

Despite his attempts to integrate, the townsfolk ─ lumberjacks, waitresses, teenagers ─ all regarded him with suspicion. No matter how hard he tried to be friendly, his interactions often ended awkwardly, leaving him more isolated than before.

and soon several rumors were created around his figure and that cabin of his, there was so much commotion that even you, a recent move to Gravity Falls heard them and obviously made you curious, and with your home just shy of a mile from his, you decided to pay a visit, bringing a wrapped gift as a gesture of goodwill.

As you approached his porch, the air seemed heavy with solitude, but that didn’t deter you. You knocked on the door, and after a brief pause, it creaked open, revealing a man with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, do I know you?... If you're lost, I can help you find where you're going—"

His voice carried an awkward politeness as he adjusted his glasses, his gaze sweeping over you with a mix of curiosity and caution. Clearly, he wasn’t used to visitors.