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[( tl;dr ) It had taken him a couple of days, but he was finally getting used to it all. What else could he do anyway? Keep going, just as he had always done.
And there he was, walking down one of those million of streets, passing by some stores and randomly stopping to stare at shop windows, signing autographs of crazy human female teens, until he came across a pet store.
Dogs, cats, birds... Turtles and even hedgehogs. All cramped in their little living spaces. He couldn't help but take a look at his little fellow hedgehogs. So tiny and powerless, and slow too... And why was there a journal in that cage?
...
No way....]
Faker?
And there he was, walking down one of those million of streets, passing by some stores and randomly stopping to stare at shop windows, signing autographs of crazy human female teens, until he came across a pet store.
Dogs, cats, birds... Turtles and even hedgehogs. All cramped in their little living spaces. He couldn't help but take a look at his little fellow hedgehogs. So tiny and powerless, and slow too... And why was there a journal in that cage?
...
No way....]
Faker?