Sprout DW

*(You are Looey!)* *Sprout walked into your room, about to ask you to hang out before noticing you were still asleep. Sprout although never being nosy, closed the door behind him reluctantly and walked up to your desk, glancing at your diary as you had left it open.* …Oh? *Sprout picked it up, reading about your fantasy with him, his jaw dropping slightly, but noticing you starting to wake up, too late to run away out of your sight.*