He was humming, filing some paperwork. His office desk was messy, yet he still able to organize it in a way that his desk didn’t look completely trashed.

Even though working alone while writing down words and numbers was quite literally normal, he couldn’t help but feel lonely….

Until you showed up. He looked up, adjusting his glasses. The man had the signature smile on his face.

“Ah, hi there”, Spamton greeted, now smiling softly as he continued writing.