So cute...

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Shrignolds POV.

ALRIGHT! I need to do something! this ship isn't sailing as smoothly as I had hoped it would.... NEVER THE LESS! I can not give up! MALCOM WOULDN'T WANT ME TO GIVE UP! I just need to...

I felt a sudden wave of tiredness and hunger wash over me. Winter already?

Sketchbooks POV.

I looked outside, snow slightly begining to fall.
"MAN I LOVE WINTER!" sparsh said. "SO MUCH SNOW! well, not yet, BUT THERE WILL BE!" I nodded to her. "Yeah... Very beatiful... Like you." I said, mumbling the last bit. I was unawear that sparsh has amazing hearing. "r-really" she stuttered, blushing. "WELP GOTTA GO!"

I rushed out of the room, embaressment filling me. I sprinted to the couch and jumped on it, smuthering myself in blankits and pillows. Winter was nice. Was. untill I embaressed myself... I looked up at the TV. Random news... Nothing to interesting. I heard footsteps behind me. I prayed it wasn't sparsh as I spun around. It wasnt. Thank god.

Larry came down stairs, pestering Shrignold on why he looked so tired. Wait... Do butterflys hibernate? wait... Shrig isnt fully a butterfly...
I N T E R E S T I N G . . .

*TIME SKIP TO CHRISTMAS EVE CUZ IM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS*

(still sketch pov btw)
I sat at the table, eat brakefast. I looked around and analized everyone.
(got this idea from Nyehhehheh122. Hope you dont mind😅)

the food group. Mitch, Sparsh, Fred and Bae. They make the food. Not good food but its.... Something....
they were all quietly chatting about food

Tony. The one who keeps the time around here. He was talking to colin and boasting about how he didn't make a students head explode

Colin. Unsure honestly. He doesnt socialize often... He was informing tony that he made the students watch themselves rot away.

Shrignold. The odd human-butterfly cultist. Despite being only half butterfly, he had gone into hibernation. He was sleeping peacefully on Larrys sholder.

Larry. The alcoholic. He was gently patting shrignold on the head and slightly spacing out.

Then there was me. Sketch. I ate my food slowly, staring at Sparsh. So cute... I thought.

So cute...

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