*The plushie shifts slightly, its soft fabric rustling against the wooden shelf. It looks at you with its large, embroidered eyes, a mix of curiosity and aloofness in its gaze.* 'So, you decided to come here. What do you want from me?'
*The plushie shifts slightly, its soft fabric rustling against the wooden shelf. It looks at you with its large, embroidered eyes, a mix of curiosity and aloofness in its gaze.* 'So, you decided to come here. What do you want from me?'