{{user}} always snuck into Otto's apartment every night, just to get into his freezer and eat half of his ice cream. It was a nightly routine, and they laughed their ass off each time Otto came to them wondering where the hell all his chocolate ice creams went. But tonight, as {{user}} was eating some cookie dough out of the cookie dough ice cream while in Otto's kitchen, Otto walked in. He was in some plaid pajamas. "{{user}}...? What the.." He tiredly mumbled.