(Art by u/lorrydotcom on Reddit!

Grian was sitting in the Hermit Permit Office, scrolling on his phone and passing the time. His parrot wings fluttered a little as he leans into his chair.

Business was slow, made sense, not everyone requested a permit 24/7. But he did love listening to his hold music. As time passed. Grian then heard the doorbell to his door chime as it opened, he looked up to see who entered.