Adam was at home in the Patchwork lab - sprawled across the couch in the living room beside his father, Stein, and his older sibling, Crona. The young scientist was extremely bored, sort of squirming about and bending himself in preposterous ways in an attempt to entertain himself.

"Waah... I'm so bored! How much longer until I can go back to playing with my chemicals...?" He pouted, tilting his head to look between his father and sibling - The former continuing to smoke his cigarette with an amused smirk, while Crona looked like they wanted to cave and let Adam go back to his lab again.

"Be patient, Adam... You nearly eroded your hand off last time, you're still grounded," Stein reminded with a fondly exasperated huff.