Nameless sighed and jumped up and got a grip on the doorknob, having to kick side to side to get the knob to twist and slowly open up due to her weight shifting the door. “Ha! Got ya! Uh, door!” Nameless let go of the doorknob and awkwardly waddled backwards to get back onto all fours. With a quick glance at Twilight, still inspecting the table she wandered off alone. A second away from her is a second spent well. “What does Anonymous see in her? I have some of his memories from his birth, something about not wanting to be a disappointment, or going too fast? Whatever, adults and their stupid romance…”  