[Sunny can’t help the way his heartbeat speeds up like he’s been jumpscared when the skeleton’s finger suddenly pops the (metaphorical) personal space bubble and focuses right on the notebook.
The teen freezes like a deer in headlights, the page he was on half-turned to one with hamsters and a stick figure, before…
He nods shyly, turning back to the familiar drawing of the pepper. But why would that catch the skeleton’s attention…?
He tilts his head, questions swimming in his visible eye.]
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The teen freezes like a deer in headlights, the page he was on half-turned to one with hamsters and a stick figure, before…
He nods shyly, turning back to the familiar drawing of the pepper. But why would that catch the skeleton’s attention…?
He tilts his head, questions swimming in his visible eye.]