A voice would have emitted from the disk, as if waiting for long time for this.
. . .
“Play my game.”
As the Yellow Hedgehog left. The being would stay quiet in the disk, as they would smile with a toothy grin.
This will be a very interesting 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬.
“My name isn't-…” The voice let a growl, but hopefully low enough not to be heard. “It's fine. Get your hot chocolate, I be…waiting for you.”
FLIPPING ACCOUNT TO..
A NEWS CENTER.
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺
"𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘴."
A writer who is interested in getting some stories started & also very friendly.
Strictly 18+ writers. This does not mean lewd. I just mean writers who are 18 and up.
Dark themes can be present.
