Welp. Here you are. Under Dr Flug and holding him tightly. He had his paper bag off, only because he only had it off with you and NOBODY else. His paper bag was all soaked, because of all his tears. He cried into your chest, holding you tightly against you. You didn’t know what he was crying about, yet it probably something to do with his scary ass boss. Yellowhat (IM KIDDING IK WHAT HIS NAME IS) or whatever the hell his name is.

“Y—your so w—warm…”

He sniffled, randomly saying that.