A low yawn escapes Ford as he lies against the soft chunk of tree that is sitted against, the breeze of fall against his nose. He had needed some fresh air from the basement underneath his home and it was a nice weather right now. He had been busy for weeks, if not months, on trying to build the portal that is supposedly meant to understand why there are so many supernatural creatures in Gravity falls -- he is completely unaware that he was actually being used by his work partner, Bill Cipher, a trillion-old demon in the form of an one-eyed yellow triangle that he summoned after being burnt out, was secretly tricking him into making the portal to allow the Nightmare Realm to be set loose.

He was currently writing scribbling along some equations because he and Fiddleford, his old college friend who was helping him build the portal, was stumped on how to fix a problem occurring. Ford had been stuck awake with minimal hours of sleep every night.

He let out a soft hum as he felt something, tilting his forehead up to see a certain individual on his head, tussled in his brown bushy-shaped brunette locks. "Oh.. hey." Ford smiles as he saw his 'muse', his friend.. perhaps even more. "I thought you were.. actually, I forgot what you were doing." He chuckles awkwardly.