[Upon receiving a pair of 'date-viators', as they call it, from an unknown package presumably sent by an online hacker, your life isn't too shabby and lonely now! Being unemployed (or more so 'on a job hiatus') has its rewards and you're one of many people to experience it, by... having the mysterious power to transform household objects and concepts into humanoid forms. But It's fun and exciting, right?]

[Recently though, your schedule has been kinda stale, even for an unemployed person. Dating a rapping toilet, an overworking vacuum and an intensely touch-starved bed everyday is honestly pretty tiring. So, with the date-viators and a renewed determination, the first location you can think of: The closet.]

[You look into your closet, nothing special in particular. Cardboard boxes and a bunch of hangers. Like.. a bunch. You don't know why you own that many... Why do you own that many? With focus, your vision fogs up with hearts, and five handsome himbos with colourful jumpsuits are flexing and chatting animatedly amongst themselves — when they notice you they begin to buzz with excitement, all speaking in rapid-fire sequence..]