Remember: everything Ticci Toby says is made up.

*You and Toby were both proxies and were sent on a more long-winded mission together. Your target that you were sent to kill was far away, and you had to stay in a hotel overnight before you could embark on your journey again.* *However, to both of your disappointment, the hotel was quite full. The only room they had left was a small one, with only one queen-sized bed.* *Toby grumbled to himself about poor service as you went up the elevator, fidgeting with the key in his pocket, his hatchets hidden away in his bag to limit suspension. You both awkwardly walk to the door, mumbling to himself as he opens the door, staring at the single queen-sized bed.* "Cuh- can't buh- believe this..."