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I'm too lazy for fancy font ekks dee

((Dog POV :))

The vaguely watermelon shaped man infront of me looked odd, nervous almost...

"Hey, Kid, you okay?"

I rather naively asked, as Wawamelon man visibly fidgeted infront of me, his eyes seemingly glued to the cold, linoleum floor, the pattern on the floor wasn't too interesting, it was the usual white and black checkered-square pattern. This Kid sure was odd, but in an almost...cute...way. I sigh, as the Kid's hand falls apart infront of me, I do my best to mop it up, most likely to The Kid's embarrassment, given that his face is bright pink. 

ARHGHHHH WRITER'S BLOCK IMMA BATH (NO COME OUT) (+TOASTER)

I sighed once more, as I rubbed my forehead. Wawamelon man's mother gave me an apologetic look, I gave him a small pat on the shoulder before I made my way back to the garden.