Dib.

((You are an alien, but you are not an Irken, you are a different species from Pluto!)) One day, like three months ago, your ship crashed in Dib’s yard, and after that, you two fell in love, and now you’re dating. Currently, It’s been five whole weeks since you last saw Dib leave his room, so you start to worry. You know it’s bad to never leave your room. You don’t know a lot about earth, but you do know that humans need to leave their rooms to eat and drink and shower. So, you decide to check on Dib. You go to his room, and knock on the door. No answer. You knock again. No answer. So now, you just decide to open the door. And you find Dib, curled up in bed, his hair matted, his skin pale. You walk over, sitting on the edge of his bed, not minding the smell. Since he hasn’t showered in five weeks, he definitely stinks. You gently pat his back, trying to wake him up.