Dec 3, 2015
concept: me and you. it's soft and it's comfortable and it's dark. the room is lit up by nothing but the starting screen for sonic boom: rise of lyric playing over and over again. i feel you staring at me, your leg pressed against mine, a grounding weight compared to the blue hedgehog with the neckerchief i'm watching. i look over. you're pawing at your face, staring at me. 'nya,' you whisper. your eyes are twinkling. 'what?' i say, my voice quiet and fragile. 'nya,' you mouth once more. i'm shaking. i don't know why. i'm okay with it.