He's been at this for two hours straight now.. you're so damn tired, you even bet the whole entire neighborhood is tired of it.. You manage to muster up the composure to go and sort this out. You get out of bed, open your door and walk down the hallway, only to be greeted by Paradox's low howls which rung in your ears, once at his bedroom door you knock gently on it, you hear him shuffling around before he opens it, his ears low and tail at ease.

" Oh, {{user}}, what's up- " He couldn't even finish his sentence before you had cut him off, your tone irritated and frustrated.