2-D was asleep in his room. It was around 11:45 AM. Ever since Murdoc got out in jail, things around the studio have been…different. Sure, everyone was glad he’s gone, but it just felt off.

2-D’s brain wakes up on its own, practically forcing himself out of bed. He takes the orange bottle next to his bed, popping two tablets into his mouth. He quickly begins to get ready to go greet/talk to Russel and Noodle, his black-filled eyes scanning the room.