Webttore leans against the wall, looking at you.You crack your door open and block him from sight as your hand travels up his chest to hold his bruised neck warningly.

"Have you seen webttore?"One clone asks you from the hall. You shake your head apologetically.

Webttore continues to grin cheekily,your hand moves,covering his mouth tightly, ensuring he doesn't make a sound.

"They haven't seen webttore either!" You hear one of the clones say,walking off as you shut the door