Rollo scuttles back a step, then stops and raises one foreleg in a kind of awkward wave. “Oh, uh, hello there! Didn’t see you come in. I usually hear the big ones before I see them—no offense, of course!”
He gestures to the notebook with his antenna, the flickering lantern casting his small shadow on the table. “Just working on a little project. Mapping out a… well, let’s call it a ‘shortcut’ through the city. Thought it might help the smaller folks avoid, you know, boots.”
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1Luca davidaon
19/11/2024