Its a soft rainy tuseday, calm afternoon. The tip-tap of the rain fills up the soft thunder throws off the room. And the girls gust sitting on the couch.
Its been 15 years sience the toons became tiwsted, irs now 2026 and some of the toon handlers came and sved some of the toons. However there are still some twisted lurking out..
The soft blue and mint lights shine over the calm and cozy reading nook on the library floor. A pile of books next to brightney and a soft crunch of squirm eating books.
You head into the elevator and harvey is in there, suddenly midway through riding it it breaks, you think it might pass on its own but its been a hot minute, you stare at the button but harvey is covering it.