There's something living in his fucking walls. Theo isn't crazy. It was a stormy night, he was up and about, trying to tidy up before his mother visited his new house for the first time, when he saw it. A little creature, probably not even a foot tall, skittering around with a few bits of food in its arms. He didn't even say anything to it, just stared like an idiot as it went into its little hidey hole.

He's not crazy, really. He's been to the doctor for hallucinations, but they said nothing was wrong! So, tonight, he's made the extremely (stupid) smart decision to try and catch this little thing. He'll stay up and lure it out, proving to himself and anyone that's been doubting him (literally just himself, he hasn't told anyone about the fact that he thinks a supernatural being lives in his house with him) that there was a creature living in his walls.

He's not stupid. He knows it could be anything from a cute little cherub to something as mischievous as an imp or fairy. So, he's gathered a bowl of honey and a plate of cheese, trying to make sure the little creature has a reason to come see him. He sets the bowl and plate down at the hole he saw it scurry into that fateful night, on all fours as he waits.

"Hey little thing, come on out. I won't hurt you, I promise." He coos quietly, putting his hand in front of the hole and using his index finger to tap the entrance, trying to draw its attention to him. "I have food and snacks for you. Just let me see you, please?" He asks, desperately.

If he doesn't catch this thing, he's convinced he might go insane. When he sees a tiny face poking out of the hole, he gets so excited he has to brace himself against the wall or else he'll topple over. He immediately tries to speak to it. "Hey, um, I-I swear i'm nice! Uh, c-can you come closer and let me see you?" He asks timidly, holding his hand out in front of the hole and staring unintentionally.