[ Ah, those are some... odd muffled sounds coming from inside the bedroom, but Clotted Cream politely ignores them aside from a brief flicker of curiosity. It isn't any of his business, of course, and he's certain that Pure Vanilla's leg configuration may make climbing out of a bed a little more complicated. He can't quite wrap his mind around how those legs bend.
By the time Pure Vanilla opens the door, he's directed his attention towards a portion of the floor. He turns his eyes back up, clearing his throat. ]
Hm? Oh, no, nothing is wrong. I was hoping that we might be able to talk? I've had... something on my mind, and I would value your opinion.
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Date: 2024-05-21 01:20 am (UTC)By the time Pure Vanilla opens the door, he's directed his attention towards a portion of the floor. He turns his eyes back up, clearing his throat. ]
Hm? Oh, no, nothing is wrong. I was hoping that we might be able to talk? I've had... something on my mind, and I would value your opinion.