When Dark saw Author... he certainly wasn't expecting this. He looked over the little, eyebrows furrowing. "... Author?"
Author was sitting on the ground, an old, black stuffed bunny in his lap. He was entirely focused on the coloring book in front of him, using crayons.“Huh?”, he looked up to Dark, eyes big and innocent. And tired.
For Author to slip into little space by himself, it took a lot. Either a lot of stress, or a week of no sleep. He always slept better as a little, and tended to stay in headspace for a while.












