he really is a scatter brained little thing , isn’t he ? robotnik watches with raised brows as the deputy strides through the doors of stone’s quaint little coffee shop --- one leg crossed over the other , an elbow propped up upon a table. whipple must not have even noticed the closed sign / nor the lack of patronage , as his head remains downturned to watch his feet. the doctor squints a bit at the sight , & raises his latte to his lips to take a sip before speaking.
❝ mr. whipple ! always good to see you . ❞ a polite smirk paints his features , head tilted curiously to the side. ❝ if you’ve come to see my assistant , i’m afraid you just missed him . you’ll have to make due with my company instead . ❞
* / @dptywhips







