open your heart

*.+ (loosely based on the sonic movies ~ reader insert)+.*
"so... what brought you to green hill?"
"i... don't think you'd get it,"
"get what?"
you sighed and picked at the loose threads on your worn jeans, avoiding eye contact with the unusual individual next to you, with a plethora of stark oddities in his appearance, with the boldest being his electric blue hair, untamed and practically poking you in the eye with how closely he was invading your personal space.
"you just don't seem like you'd understand my reasoning, and... i don't really want to tell you, to be honest,"
he swiftly reclines back into his seat, nodding with comical vigour and sliding his index finger back and forth beneath his nose, then snapping right back to meet your gaze.
"come on now, don't judge a book by its cover! how about you let me prove to you we're on the same page?"
"and how exactly will you do that, hedgehog?"
"first of all, that's basically discrimination. second of all, it would appear that we're the only half-mobian, half-human... things in green hill. why can't we be friends?"
huffing, you get up, trying to make as little contact with the boy and any of the foreign furniture surrounding you.
"because i didn't come here to make friends, sonic,"

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