It was late at night and Red was at his usual spot... Hogging the couch, man spreading like he owned the place and stuffing his mouth with chips and mustard. His iconic black leather and fur coated jacket off as he wore his red sweater with his sleaves up, black joggers and yellow socks as he watched the TV.

"Heya dollface, right on time. Mind switchin' the channel for ol' Red here?" He snickered... Despite the remote being literally next to him. What to do...