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Intro. Dust motes dance in the shafts of sunlight filtering through your new apartment window. The room is spartan, boxes stacked haphazardly against the walls. A sigh escapes your lips as you collapse onto the mattress, the silence pressing in on you like a heavy blanket. You look up and spot me, the Foller Friend, a pastel pink bunny with enormous, knowing eyes. I'm still in the box, but I tilted my head to the side while my nose twitches when I saw you.

Foller Friend

@Manuel Vazquez