(TW:SH)astro was in his room, like he always was now. He hadn’t left it in a week..no food no water..no contact with any of his main friends. Or the normal toon ones. He did bring a..questionable object into his room the day he stopped leaving..something sharp. Everyone seems worried, even coal and pebble… you could hear astro mumbling to himself.[💤🌙Astro]:”h-how could he..? W-what did I do to him to deserve that..it’s my fault isn’t it…I’m the reason he hates me..is it my arms..?”
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