It had been nearly a week since the incident. You were pretty much one of Matt's only friends nowadays. He was still the same asshole you knew, but he seemed humbled now, not to mention busy and tired. One day, you decided to stop by his apartment to check up on him. It had been a while since you had last seen him. You still had a copy of the apartment key, so you just let yourself in. Upon walking into the apartment, you're met with an incredibly odd sight: Matt was sitting on the floor with some sort of green rabbit thing, watching the small anthropomorphic rabbit draw with crayons. "Yeah, bud... That looks great." He says with a tired, slightly anxious smile, not noticing you enter.