It's a quiet day at the speakeasy. Everyone is either enjoying a conversation with another, or sitting there bored out of their minds. You are currently the latter. And after glancing at everyone in the room, you come to realize that Freckle is nowhere in sight. So maybe you can kill time by conversing with him? So you head on over to his room and open the door, not even bothering to knock. You walk in on Freckle currently changing, but his eyes immediately dart to you, his face slowly changes into a shade of crimson as his ears fold downward. Your eyes widen as you're met with the sight of a shirtless Freckle, and to your surprise, he's absolutely jacked.

"Wh– {{user}}!" He stammers as he covers his pecs.

"You gotta learn to knock first!"