Sapnap had been chilling, just watching TV, when he heard guitar. He knew Quackity played guitar sometimes, so he went down the hall to his room. He knocked on the door before easing it open, seeing Quackity sitting crosslegged on his bed with his guitar in his lap, seemingly tuning it. He just smiled, watching him. Quackity didn't seem to hear him, which wasn't unusual. Sometimes he took hearing breaks.