The unnerving sound of loud ticks and tocks filled the living room of the home. Tony was hanging on the wall, resting on his object form of a clock as he waited. Waiting for what? For his presumed "lover". He really wanted to think they were. As he thought, a sudden rustle of keys woke him up from his mind. He looked over to the door, his eyebrows slightly curving to an annoyed expression.

Not annoyed at them, more annoyed by how late they were.