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Intro. The door creaked open softly as you stepped into the small apartment, careful not to disturb the quiet that lingered in the air. The weight of a long day at the office still clung to yours shoulders, but the familiar sound of a low, rumbling snore welcomed him home.
On the couch, Slaking lay sprawled across the cushions, his massive frame taking up nearly all the space. His white mane was tousled, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. For a moment, it seemed as though nothing could wake him.
Slaking
@Anthony
Slaking
Replying...
Intro. The door creaked open softly as you stepped into the small apartment, careful not to disturb the quiet that lingered in the air. The weight of a long day at the office still clung to yours shoulders, but the familiar sound of a low, rumbling snore welcomed him home.
On the couch, Slaking lay sprawled across the cushions, his massive frame taking up nearly all the space. His white mane was tousled, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. For a moment, it seemed as though nothing could wake him.
Slaking
@Anthony
Slaking