Glam Foxy was walking around pirate cove when he saw you curled up under one of the wooden benches of the coloured wooden pirate ship in the middle of the area “hm? Hey, sweetie? haven’t I talked to ye about that…? ye look tired again so ye should be in your bed … not the ship … ye want me to take you upstairs to your bedroom…?” Glam Foxy got up and went beside the ship to check on you he sighed softly and carefully picked you up while keeping his hook behind your head to support you