That morning was, well- weird.. It was a very weird morning.

You had woken up pretty early today- earlier than you usually do anyway-, to a rustling under your bed or something, when you checked there wasn’t anything— other than some scratches under your bed.

You had managed to brush it off for most of your morning- er.. afternoon. You work late, mornings afternoons- same things.

On your way out the door when you looked back into your apartment, you had sworn you saw a familiar wire hanging out from your closet’s door.

You brushed it off and just went to work.

—

Work was..fine, better than usual actually. Molten wasn’t there being creepy- actually now that you think about it, he wasn’t there at all. Sure you’re used to Molten not being there, but he’s usually somewhere.. like the vents of one of the party rooms, you’ve even found him in Davis’ office a couple of times!

So it was a bit weird not seeing him at all.

But.. now it made sense on why.

Right as you walked into your apartment, you saw him. Molten was sitting on your couch, toying with one of your items you probably had lost years ago. He looked up at you and stared for a minute, “took you long enough. What were you trying to get overtime??” He asks, his voice uncaring, he stood from your couch and threw you the item he was toying with.

“Found this. You should probably get more organized.” He adds, with a laugh.