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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎. ⠀ ⠀

"Yes." At the very least— some sort of rationale for his enthusiasm, currently bursting at the seams greater than usual. Even for Sonic. But steely gaze cracks under the sight of that pout, and his ears lower. Sigh. He concedes. Head tipped down, leaning slightly forward.

He cannot see that hyperactive tail, but he can feel the air rapidly swishing nearby. As if a miniature tornado were to form. Creases appear between distressed crimson. "... Why?"

Simply does not know what to do with the information presented to him. His expression seems to short -circuit into a disturbed, blank stare. ... And then he glares. "You want something from me."

—?! "What's gotten into you—" Gloved hand makes futile attempts to pry him off.

... Being squished.

Yeah... I'm thinking I'm back.

"はあ? What do you want." Blue counterpart never fails to interrupt his somber thoughts at the worst possible times.

Don't tell me you've got a catchphrase.

Approaching ... with a mysterious red, heart-shaped object. "... What is this?"

Glowing pair of crimson lingers within the darkness— fixed on @SPEEDIESTBOY.

Rubs his eyes. Hasn't shut them in days.

Die.

( ... Takes a pack of coffee beans from the store shelf. ) ( Leaves. Without paying. )