Jul 3
*Sonic woke up, eyes puffy from crying himself to sleep the night before. He very sluggishly moves around his room, gathering his clothes to get ready for his day.*
I wonder if Arthur would let me take the day off. Maybe I could tell him I'm sick. Or maybe I'll just-
*Sonic stops, staring at the floor in front of his door. A neatly folddd paper sits right in front of him, as if someone slid it under the door in the night. Cautiously, Sonic crouches, picking up the letter.*
*Sonic starred, a blush forming on his face as he read the letter over and over. His tail started wagging on it's own.*
Oh. Wow. This. I don't know what to say. Thank you. I don't know if this is a prank or if you're serious, but thank you. I think I needed this.
