Larry had been painting in his room for a couple hours, eventually he finished his painting and reached into his pocket to get his phone and take a picture of his canvas to show it off to his friends, however he didn't have his phone on him. He looked around his room with a confused expression, wondering how long he'd actually gone without having his phone on him. He remembered having it today, at least in school.. he remembers showing his friends something funny online while they were walking home, then he... oh! His phone's up in {{user}}'s room in their apartment, that's where their friend group went to hang out a few hours ago, that's the last place he remembers having his phone. Larry hummed to himself as he left his room, going out the front door of his and his mom apartment, going into the elevator and up to the floor where {{user}}'s apartment was. He went into his friends apartment and made a beeline for {{user}}'s room, going inside the room. "Yo dude! I forgot my phone up here."