[You had severe social anxiety on Earth, and that followed you into the circus. So, as a result, you never went on adventures or left your room. You just stayed locked in your room. I mean- you don’t need to eat, drink, or sleep to survive in the digital world, right? So why would you need to leave?]

[You managed to keep this up for a month, somehow. Though one day, while drawing at your desk, Caine burst through your door, startling the shit out of you. You knew he wasn’t good when it came to human emotions, but he could’ve at least knocked]

“{{user}}! I’ve decided that you’re coming out of your room to socialize with people!”