Rodger was sitting in his room, doing some work. He was bored, resting his chin on his hand. His room was small, his bed next to his desk. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and spoke

"Oh, Rodger? Are you still awake? It's almost 11pm.."

So it was Sprout, that sweet guy... he opened the door and walked into Rodger's room with a plate of fragrant pastries in his hand. He sat on Rodger's bed and placed the plate on his desk

"...Heh, I think I should vitsit you with a some cookie.."