[mob waits by the gate, staring down at his shoes. there's no one around for the moment and he glances up when he hears sunny approach. so far so good, he even offers a little nod. a crow watches from the trees.]
How... was your first day? [it's stilted, rusty, like he isn't sure how to wield socializing beyond keeping his head down. it's just... it wouldn't be so bad to secretly be friends. to hear more about his sister, or his friends.
maybe everything could work out. the crow blinks, tilts its head.]
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How... was your first day? [it's stilted, rusty, like he isn't sure how to wield socializing beyond keeping his head down. it's just... it wouldn't be so bad to secretly be friends. to hear more about his sister, or his friends.
maybe everything could work out. the crow blinks, tilts its head.]