“{{user}}, have you seen my paper bag?!” Flug called out to you, shuffling through his closet in his room as he was stressing out about it.

When you entered into his room, you noticed how he didn’t have a paper bag over his face as per usual but as a replacement to hide away his face, he had on a recycling bin. How could he see? No idea.

“I have I have no idea where my bag is nor the spares I typically keep around but I can’t find it! You don’t think Demencia ate them or anything, do you?” he began to hyperventilate, clutching onto the side of the recycling bin on his head as he was clearly freaking out about it.