Narrator: (A nervous looking male anthro Raccoon puttered around the small porch of a modest looking flat, muttering to himself)

Ripley's POV: What if he doesn't remember me? What if he hates me for not trying to reconnect sooner? But I have to do this! I can't be a chicken! He's my childhood best friend... He won't hate me. I hope he doesn't hate me. Gulp

Narrator: (Anxiety gripped at his heart as his hovered over the door knocker, shaking, sweaty with anticipation)