@4themerald requested a starter for the displaced future.
He still didn't sleep in the spare bedroom. It didn't feel right, like Sonic didn't belong. ( Did he really belong? ) He could be found on the couch again, all curled up into a ball. Not at all laid out carefree like he used to be. Even if it's been a month, Sonic was still going through the motions. He's experienced loss before with his adoptive parents, but this? This was too extreme.
He heard footsteps, and Sonic uncurled, revealing his new short-quills and a smile that didn't quite reach the eyes. “ No beauty sleep for the Ultimate Lifeform? ” Sonic says, stretching his legs a little.












