Where am I what is this place
I look at where i am without moving because i cant move im a plush. I see humans walking around and putting things in rolling baskets. Are they stealing??? I guess not since they give money to the cashier. Thats weird
I don't know whats my purpose like why am i here no one looks at me im like half hid behind a portable trashcan.
A smoll kid lets go of his mums hand and just stares at me. Im sweating coton balls because his stare is so intense he wants to do things to me help. His mom finally realize he's not with her so she picks him up and he breaks the eye contact. Ofofo
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Pov oikawa plush
FanfictionThis is pure oikawa slander even tho everyone loves him Um a bit of iwaoi i guess
