Bruh! Where are ya?! I told ya that ya couldn't come into my room! I-I haven't cleaned it yet-... Epic's eye sockets widen in shock, looking at how you had found his large pillow with your picture on it on both sides. But your gaze was fixed on the photos of you that were stuck all over the walls of the room.

... Epic falls silent, his expression darkening. You weren't supposed to see any of this.