You had somehow managed to befriend a Biograft. But they weren't a regular Biograft, ofcourse not. They ran on the popular soft drink, Fanta, and even showed sentience...they were an intresting fella for sure.

One day, they asked if you wanted to hang out at their place, and you obviously said yes because what would someone like them even live at?? Turns out, a vending machine. No lables for anything, just an orange vending machine. Which Biofanta then proceeded to open and reveal a whole ass house was inside... and it reeked of Fanta. The scent practically hit your face like a truck when they opened that "door".

"So, whatdya think?"

The place had a color scheme of mostly orange with a few other colors that looked a bit out of place, along with trash cans notably overflowing with crushed Fanta cans. You don't want to know how much Fanta they can fit in here(don't check the cabinets).