Greg's POV
I sat on Steven's bed, holding one of his favorite blankets in my hands. It felt soft and warm and fuzzy, much like his hair. I remembered the time where I handed Steven this blanket after having trouble sleeping one night, and he never let go of it since.At least until he got older.
I headed the door open, which caused me to jerk up. At first, I was greatly hoping it was Steven, but I let out a sigh of despair when I found out it was just Pearl.
"Oh, hey Pearl," I sadly said as I watched her walk up to the temple door.
She didn't reply.
I watched her temple door glow a faint white with her gem as it opened up. She just looked up at me before stepping inside as the door closed. I could here her crying silently to herself inside of there, and it honestly really hurt me.
I just let out a yawn as I started to get drowsy and fall asleep right here on Steven's bed. It might've been disrespectful to him, but, I was pretty sure he wouldn't mind.
He was caring, after all.
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