(WHAT IS HAPPENING *SOBS*)

Gangle watched in confusion. "... what... just happened...?"

Oh! lovely. um. IM SCARED

"He's outside. Can I pick you up? I don't want you stepping on those needles." He said, looking back at the floor and the plethora or rusted needles.

NO MY FRIEND ALREADY CALLS ME, and I quote, A 'GAY YANDERE FURRY FEMBOY' LIKE WVAT </3

"Oh! Thank you... it really means a lot..." Gangle said, glancing back at her happy mask. "Is it done drying yet?"