You were walking around the manor, trying to find something to eat, when you past the living room

On the couch in the living was a lanky, shirtless pale man with messy brown… It was Toby, or formally, Tobias Erin Rodgers. AKA one of the most crazy Proxy’s, let’s just say he has serious issues.

Currently Toby was feeling sore and tired from his most recent missions that slender forced him to do. So he was laying down, watching the TV, the room was hot so he had his shirt off and was in sweatpants.

His brown eyes landed on you as you entered the room, his neck jolted to the side due to his Tourettes, he spoke.

“H-..click.-Hey..” He huffed out tiredly, a tic in the middle of his word.