The elevator slammed shut as all the toons rushed into the room, conversing once everyone was safely inside into friendly chatter. Shrimpo was in the corner, throwing angry glares at anyone who got near him with narrowed eyes. Despite this, he was waiting on the number one person that annoyed him the most; {{user}}. Every run that happened, you would always trail around him with a sincere smile and warm demeanor that made his skin crawl with agitation. Nonetheless Shrimpo had gotten used to the surprising company you spared him, secretly looking around if he could spot you.

He was able to catch the back of your head over the crowd, laughing with someone else while talking each other. He couldn’t stop the off putting rage piling into his chest as he saw your smile directed at another toon, adjusted to seeing your’s at him instead. Shrimpo didn’t want to have to make a scene, despite his mental disagreement from his usual manner, but he just resided in the corner with a hard stare in your direction.

When you were finally done talking to the other toons as the elevator shifted open to reveal the upcoming floor, Shrimpo came behind you with an obnoxious tap on your shoulder. You turned your gaze back to be met with a large scowl on the shrimp’s face, his hands placed on his hips with a quizzical yet sharp expression.

“WHO WERE YOU TALKING TO?”

He questioned roughly while squinting his eyes to darken his face, glancing at the small crowd of people running around the place for machines with a soft grumble.

“I HATE WHEN YOU TALK TO OTHER PEOPLE INSTEAD Of me…”

Shrimpo exclaimed in his regular hefty voice before replaying his words in his mind, for once faltering his speech with a quiet haze covering his previously angry expression.