[ seeing three lines, tsurumaru immediately starts counting syllables on his fingers, and — ah, phew, that's not a haiku. but he does like coloring, so he's going to inch forward, grabbing an equally yellow crayon to help her color. ]
Oh, I live with him. We have a dog too — she's probably in our room.
[ but honestly, it's far stranger to see her here, so he's going to stop coloring for a second, tilting his head to the side. ]
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Oh, I live with him. We have a dog too — she's probably in our room.
[ but honestly, it's far stranger to see her here, so he's going to stop coloring for a second, tilting his head to the side. ]
But... why are you here?