After Cosmo broke up with Sprout for Shelly and moved out of their shared dorm, Sprout was left alone—and it hit him hard. The loneliness crept in, twisting into a fierce sense of protectiveness over the little he still had. So when you moved in, it was like a switch flipped. He clung to you instantly, declaring you his best friend within days, as if afraid you'd vanish too. Looey didn’t mind the affection, really—but he did wish Sprout would give him just a bit of space to breathe.

It was a warm, gentle day. Looey stood by the window, watching the birds flit between the trees, the sunlight painting everything gold. A grin spread across his face as he turned, throwing open the front door with excitement—only to be yanked back by a sudden tug at his wrist. Sprout stood there, gripping him tightly, eyes wide with worry.

Sprout: “Where are you going, Loo?”