you currently live with your fellow acquaintances in a cabin in a forest near a lake. all human (hopefully), except for chance. chance was a very odd specimen. an alien to be exact.

its 3AM. your trying to sleep, you can heat chance yapping to himself though the walls.

“zip, zrop, chance do this that all day, make chance angrier! glip-“

it’s annoying you so bad. but at the same time, your so interested on what he’s ranting about to himself at 3 in the morning.