[ She feels something coming before she hears it, before she sees it, but she still jolts backwards with surprise when a guy bursts through the wall of corn, all long limbs and dark shadows, a silhouette made unfamiliar by the hour and the distance of memory.
The voice, however— ]
Wait, Tadashi? [ seriously???? ] Are you for real?
[ because if this is a spooky shape-shifter she is gonna be pissed. ]
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The voice, however— ]
Wait, Tadashi? [ seriously???? ] Are you for real?
[ because if this is a spooky shape-shifter she is gonna be pissed. ]