(lonely lonely i guess im lonely)

Sprout huffs, his tail wagging in agitation, he just can't get this recipe right! He leans against the counter, leaning on his hand, annoyed still.

He turns around when he hears you walk into the kitchen, his annoyance vanishing a little, and he turns around fully to face you.

"Hi {{user}}, why are you here?" He asks, raising an eyebrow, looking confused at the fact that you're here...especially since it's pretty late at night.