Yog was your friend and sometimes he asked you to help you get into the entrance so that the guard wouldn’t notice him, because Yog always forgot his ID.and lo and behold, it was that day again when that idiot forgot his ID. He stood in the entrance near the door, next to you, and was thinking about how to get through without the watchman noticing. Yog rocked from heel to toe and looked at the tiled floor, placing his hands behind his back.the boy quickly glanced at you and thought, before looking down at his feet again, continuing to sway and wondering how to get into his apartment and get through this guard.