“Did’ja Miss Me?”
A roar of excitement bubbled up within its’ chest, “All of the colorful little notes and paper boats left for me???” Waving hands fluttered in a flapping gesture and pure joy swelled within its’ core. ((Who’d of thought, a creature such as this, could even *feel*...)) “I feel even worse for having to go for the short while that I had to...” It glanced down to the floor, eyes still bugged apart, and appeared genuinely apologetic... ((Was it apologetic though???)) It gestured both index fingers together in a guilt-laced fashion as though it were feeling...awful for being away. ((Hmm...Maybe?)) “Do you still want to be...friends with the clown? Will you still float with...me?”







