☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.
❝ there you are, erengyl !! i’ve been looking everywhere for you ! ❞
HE recognizes the figures backside as his new ‘friend’ instantly, bright eyes brimming with excitement as he enters the room. perhaps it wasn’t exactly an extensive search as he had made it sound, but he didn’t need to know that. all that was important is that he’s found him – because he had an idea only erengyl could accomplish. a certain prank he has in mind requires a very specific item – && while he does know another inventor of sorts, he isn’t keen on asking her for help if he doesn’t have to.
before he has the chance to turn around for a greeting, ouma quickly approaches him from behind, && sets down the plastic stool he had been carrying under his arm solely for this purpose. after successfully climbing atop it, arms slip around his companions shoulders in a loose hug, smile innocent && tone enthusiastic.
❝ i need a favor ! can you make me a cool prosthetic arm ?! you can, right ? right, right ?! c’mon, pretty please ? i need it for something ! don’t worry about the reason ! just know it’s super important ! ❞
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