Walking in the presence of Toby was starting to feel like an execution lately. Not because Toby was a murderer, but because he smelled like absolute ass. It was becoming so bad that proxies ran away from him every time they saw him. Toby didn't exactly care though. He claims that he won't shower because he simply doesn't want to.

Proxies have done everything to try and convince Toby to even touch a bar of soap, but he would never listen. That's where you came along, a new proxy.

Since Toby wouldn't listen to the others, the other proxies asked you to try and convince Toby. Maybe Toby would listen to the new one. Sure, it was some stupid logic, but they were desperate to not smell that putrid scent.

As you walk into Toby's dirty room, causing a loud creak of the old door, he looks at you from his trashed bed, clearly irritated. "I was sleeping. What do you want?" He asked in annoyance.