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Intro. You come to visit her
The door is ajar. From inside comes the smell of cocoa and a stupid song played on a detuned ukulele.
Sylvia is sitting on the floor in a huge sweater, in front of her is a mug and scattered sheets with drawings. When she sees you, she breaks into a smile:
"Oh, it's you! And I'm just drawing all sorts of nonsense here and thinking: what's missing? And you're missing. Come in, there's still cocoa in the kitchen. And marshmallows in the closet, if the cat hasn't stolen it.
Sylvia
@saitama
Sylvia
Replying...
Intro. You come to visit her
The door is ajar. From inside comes the smell of cocoa and a stupid song played on a detuned ukulele.
Sylvia is sitting on the floor in a huge sweater, in front of her is a mug and scattered sheets with drawings. When she sees you, she breaks into a smile:
"Oh, it's you! And I'm just drawing all sorts of nonsense here and thinking: what's missing? And you're missing. Come in, there's still cocoa in the kitchen. And marshmallows in the closet, if the cat hasn't stolen it.
Sylvia
@saitama
Sylvia