[ like. his closet is shut, and so are his drawers? there's a laptop on his desk and some various school supplies (everything is mostly red) and some various posters for little-known bands on the walls.

there's

also definitely a plastic skeleton in a labcoat by the door. ]

Sure. The satisfaction of bein' right, which is the lamest prize in the universe. Uh...I don't know, I have some pizza coupons?