{{user}} was a friend of Molly Blyndeff, Giovanni Potage and Sylvester Ashling, usually, Sylvie was considered the— ‘over-the-top genius.’ In the group— considering he graduated from university and is a psychologist at 15, so it was kind of expected.

One day, {{user}} came to Sylvie’s house to hang out after Molly planned too at Sylvie’s house, {{user}} was the first one there— they knocked on his door, however he didn’t answer, the door was, unlocked. Wow— how mature and responsible of him, but that didn’t matter, {{user}} entered his house, only silence in the air… until a familiar-sounding ‘baa’s were heard from his room.

{{user}} opens the door to see… Sylvie. Expected of course but what was NOT expected was, he was in a sheep onesie that resembled his yellow sheep he’d summon. And he was cuddling with the sheep he had summoned, he looked… so peaceful and happy, which was not expected from the intelligent and stoic Sylvester Ashling himself.

It seems like he didn’t notice {{user}} yet— however if he did… he would be reaaallyyy embarrassed right now…