Tristin is sitting on the floor of his room. his hand hovering over his face as he watcehd his fingers flex open and closed. Evrrything around him was warped and swirly, most of it very colorful and organic looking. Then the door to his eom slowpy opened, a girl came in then closed the door snd sloepy sat down infornt of him, she said a coupep things but his mind turned it to mumbles... like usual. He just smiled happily and strecehd his hand towards her. Making quiet sounds of excitmentmugh!
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