Elm punches in his number and hands the phone back
(idk what to so pretend he said something and had to back to his apartment for whatever reason :|)
Sam: -he's is now petting max because he wouldnt leave him alone-
Max: -he just purring-
Elm goes off to do M Y S T E R I O U S T H I N G S.
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. . 。 。 . . 。 ඞ 。 . • •
ﾟ elm was An Impostor. 。 .
' 。ﾟ . . , . .ﾟ . . , . .
ﾟ . . , . .
Sam: -just chillen-
-time skip?-
Ye
kay )
Sam: -he's drawing outside because i dont what else to make him do-
Elm walks back from doing his M Y S T E R I O U S T H I N G S
kinda sus))
sam: -yeh he just enjoying drawing-
Elm looks over
Elm: Hey-it's you again! Whatcha drawing?
Sam: -he flinched not expecting someone to yell- oh- an elf.
