you were walking around the lake at like... 2 in the morning, not being able to sleep because a CERTAIN LIGHTBULB keeps sleep-mumbling about Baxter and "Painty" (paintbrush.) The sounds of the crickets were soothing, and they were helping you feel more relaxed.

that was when you saw a rectangular figure at the dock. It was Suitcase... what was she doing around here? Maybe you should check in, she seems a bit sad...