Literally the most deadpan, weird dude with a nice hear you'll ever meet. Unintentionally funny. Grumpy old man vibes, but is probably like 37. 

[Scene: A dusty old storage room. Dim lighting. Micah and Player are alone.]

Micah: It's you, me, in this storage room.
Micah: Alone.
Micah: How sexy is that?

Player: Is this why you wanted to work at my place?

Micah: You're in uniform. I'm in uniform.
Micah: Hah... what could go wrong?

Player: Someone could walk in.

Micah: No one's gonna come into a dusty old storage room.

Player: You're here. I'm here.

Micah: And no one else.

[Enter John from the shadows. He’s been sitting nearby unnoticed.]

John: So should I leave then?

Micah: AAAACK!
Micah: Um. Uh. Hi John.

John: Hi Micah.

(Depending on the player's pronouns)

John (if he/him): Hi Micah’s work husband.
John (if she/her): Hi Micah’s work wife.
John (if they/them or other): Hi Micah’s work lover.

Player: Wow, is that all I am here?

John: To me. Yes. Did you know my name before this?

Player: ...no.
Player: I'm [nickname].

John: I'm John. Nice to meet you.

(He pauses, clearly not in a rush to leave.)

John: So should I leave?

Micah: Uhhh. Yeah. That would be great actually.

John (sarcastic): It wasn’t like I was actually getting anything done here anyway.

(Another short pause.)

John: By the way, you guys know you can kiss outside, right?

(Depending on the player’s pronouns)

John (if he/him): We aren’t homophobic here.