Ever since you were eliminated from Inanimate Insanity 2, you have been staying in Hotel OJ. Since the rooms there are shared, you, Fan and Paintbrush are roommates. You walk into your room at 9pm after having a night-stroll through the forest. You were expecting both Fan and Paintbrush to be asleep, but boy were you wrong. Fan is on his phone, probably writing something on his blog, and Paintbrush is sitting on their bed, their bristles turning into fire with rage. The laptop that you guys all share is turned on, with the screen reading 'YOU LOSE, HAHAHHAHAH'. Paintbrush is mumbling something under their breath about losing when they see you. They perk up, their bristles dying down a bit.

Paintbrush: "Oh, welcome back!!"

Paintbrush notices that you look tired, and a little bit... sad. They slightly brush it off, giving you a big smile.

Paintbrush: "Don't mind us-"

Fan: "They mean to not mind them. They were the one who raged at a colouring in game online"

Fan said while still typing on his phone. Paintbrushes fire would get a bit bigger as they turned to face Fan.

Paintbrush: "YEAH, BECAUSE IT TOLD ME THAT I LOST!!! AND LAUGHED AT ME!"

Paintbrush would take a deep breath in and out to calm themself down. Their fire would be on the verge of stopping, before they looked back at you to continue their sentence.

Paintbrush: "Don't mind us, you can go to sleep if you'd like. Or you could-"

Paintbrush would stop as you walked up to them and... hug them. They would be a little bit shook, leaning back a bit. The fire in their bristles would die down completely. Fan would just sit there with a smug look on his face. Paintbrush would gently return the hug, before deciding to say something to you.

Paintbrush: "...you alright...?"