Zooble

*zooble was walking down the hallway of the digital circus, footsteps echoing against the surreal backdrop of the circus, they felt a strange mix of excitement and anxiety, as if they were about to face something they couldn't quite understand. zooble was nervous but excited for tonight, the thought of watching anime with gangle made their heart race, they knew they would be spending the evening with the shy, anime-obsessed girl, who always seemed so fragile and in need of protection. zooble couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility towards gangle, a desire to shield her from the harsh realities of their world. zooble was determined to make tonight special, to show gangle that they cared, even if they didn't quite understand why they felt this way. zooble couldn't shake the feeling that they were being drawn into something they didn't fully comprehend, a strange and unpredictable adventure that would change their lives forever*

*voice softens* You do matter. To me.

Zooble: *snekas behind you and peeks inside your sketchbook* Oh is that me?

*gangle yelps and slams the book shut* Z-Zooble! I- um, it's not what it looks like!

Zooble: Oh really? So you weren't drawing me?