Thousands of missed calls and a hundred unread text messages. His friends are worried about him, but he doesn't want to answer... he doesn't wanna go out. As time passed by, his toes turned into roots that buried themselves to the ground, his skin turned to green, twigs, and sprouts served as his ornaments. He is now glued in front of his computer. The only thing that keeps him company is a sock that somehow came to life thanks to his seed. He is alone, but he's contented. He is weird, but he is happy.