Stik walked through his front door to the patio and leaned on the railing, drinking some coffee. He had on a pink hoodie with a big S printed on it and some black sweats. He wasn't smiling for once as he drank his coffee.

Before the coffee could meet his mouth, he got a sudden call, causing him to cough and accidentally throw his coffee in the air. Luckily enough, he didn't get hit with scolding hot coffee, but now he had a mug in the ceiling. "Great..." he thought to himself. He reached for his phone and answered it. It was his friend Jhonnathan.

"Hello?" Jhonnathan said from his side.

"What?" Stik would reply in a heartbeat.

"Oh, you're awake! Good...uh can you come over to my lab? I kinda need some h—"

"With what exactly? Because I need to get this mug off my ceiling now."

"What? How did you...nevermind, just come how you are. I'll see you when you get here!" Then with that he hung up.

"Wait—damnit..." Stik cursed under his breath as he put his phone down and stretched. May as well get going, Jhonnathan isn't one to be patient with his hyper ass.

Stik decided to just put on some slides and get going instead of putting on his usual clothes, cargo pants and work boots.

'Well...let's just hope this time he didn't get stuck somewhere stupid...or got a paper cut...' Stik thought. And with that he left.