"Oh, he-ey dude!"

You heard Toby's voice from the living room as you sat at the inner side of the bar in the kitchen.

"Whatcha' d-doin' !?"

he added to his sentence as he got up from the couch with his black turtleneck on, it was a little warmer today so he was out of his hoodie. The mouth guard wearing, twitching boy walked up to you, his orange goggles over his eyes as he looked over you, and your actions.