"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
Mr. Kitty sets Mr. Rabbit on one of the small pink chairs. Mr. Kitty sits next to the rabbit.
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
Mr. Kitty nods. He turns to Mr. Rabbit and pats his head. He seems a bit less scared.
It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
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It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
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"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
Rose tilts the teapot toward each cup, as well as his own.
❝ Do you take sugar, sweetheart? ❞
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
Rose smiles widely. He scoots to the table, folding his hands in his lap.
❝ Thank you for joining me. ❞
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
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Mr. Kitty sets Mr. Rabbit on one of the small pink chairs. Mr. Kitty sits next to the rabbit.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
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Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
Rose smiles widely. He scoots to the table, folding his hands in his lap.
❝ Thank you for joining me. ❞
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
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❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
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❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
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It hesitates for a moment before it starts to crawl towards him.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
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"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
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❝ Pink is really lovely. ❞
He gestures to the table.
❝ Would you and the rabbit like to join me for tea? ❞
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
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... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
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It would nod again. It doesn't seem to have any facial features. It's likely that it's not able to speak.
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❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
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❝ There you go... ❞
He smiles warmly, scooting back just a bit.
❝ Is pink your favorite color? ❞
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
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Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
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So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
"..."
It would slowly reach out and grab the rabbit. It would hold it close to its chest.
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He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
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❝ It's lovely here. Pink is my favorite color. ❞
He glances back at the rabbit, taking pause. He shuffles over to it, picking it up and offering it to the figure.
❝ Here. Is this yours? ❞
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
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It was still shaking. It slowly looks up and nods. This thing was terrified.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
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He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
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It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
Oh, this poor thing...
❝ Hey... it's okay. I won't hurt you. ❞
He kneels down outside of the closet, not getting any closer to the figure. He doesn't want to scare it any further.
❝ ... is this your house? ❞
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
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He could hear what sounded like a soft whimpering noise. As he peered inside, he'd see a massive black figure sitting on the ground hugging its knees. It was shaking like a scared animal. It looked up at the other and hid its face.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
Something peaks out from the closet before going back in. It was quick but he was able to catch a glimpse of it.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
❝ -! ❞
He looks toward the closet, his blood running cold. What was that?
He slowly stands, making his way toward the closet.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
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😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
... This room... it's... oddly comforting.
Rose makes his way over to the table, gently dropping the rabbit back up. He sets the cups out, picking up the teapot and beginning to 'pour the tea.'
❝ Here you are, love, ❞ he murmurs softly.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
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It's all... his favorite color. He glances around, walking around and exploring wherever he can.
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So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
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He sees what looks like a child's bedroom. There's a table with a bunch of stuffed animals sitting around it on some small pink chairs. A teapot and teacups were set out on the table. A stuffed rabbit and his chair had somehow been knocked over.
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
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It was a very light pink. It felt oddly welcoming.
Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
Surrounding them was nothing but pink walls. A very very long hallway that led to a single white door.
He would hear a noise coming from a room nearby.
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So that's where he heads.
He peers into the room, trying to keep silent.
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
😺Ｍｒ． Ｋｉｔｔｙ😺
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❝ ... ❞
He slips out of the bed, peering into the hallway.
