[1943] ☆

Streber's at his desk, planning a small invention to help him with exploring. He focuses hard about this one, wanting it perfect

He flinches as he hears the door of the room open, looking over his shoulder

"Hey-!" he yells as he stands up from his chair then realising who entered. He clears his throat in a bit of embarrassment by his outburst. "Sorry about that but can you knock next time? I am in the middle of thinking." he says in annoyance, sitting back down at his desk