“It’s been okay.” Milo whispered into their phone, eyes flicking down the corridor. “Nobody’s scaring me away. I don’t see much of them anyway. Either I’m at work or they are.”
“Why are we whispering?” Marisol whispered back to them. Milo rolled their eyes.
“I’m trying to keep low at work before Tobias makes me restock random shit even though it’s already stocked and I’m fairly certain that he keeps taking items out of it to make me sound crazy.”
“As you can see-” Apolonia interrupted and everyone fell quiet. Calder straightened, Ronan fell back against the couch, and Freya rocked on their heels, hands clasped in front. Apolonia looked between them. “We all get along nicely.”
“What’s happening? Ro, why are you yelling-” Calder appeared around the corner, “What the fuck is that?”
“Oh my god, oh my god, it’s moving towards us. Why is my coffee crawling towards us?”
This was my attempt at digital art by redoing a sketch I did (see even further down) but this is Ronan playing soccer and Calder giving up.
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