Agents rushing around, doors left open... Quite the common occurrence. Clove had no shifts today. A surprising day off. Their butterflies were all over the place, flying all across the living room, inside and outside. Silent music was playing, so that they were still aware of the sounds from around and near. Eventually they heard pattering, waddling..

And when they turned their head, there it was - A little duckling, looking up at them with curious eyes, looking at the butterflies too. Eventually it waddled close to them, nudging their trousers with it's beak, wanting something.

But Clove had other ideas. Taking the duckling in hand, as well as a bowl of water and bread, they carried it to your dormitory, knowing you're away. They slipped it inside, leaving a small sticker of theirs on your door, making sure you know they did this. God knew if the duck would make a mess..