[ he waits patiently for her room to transform into a croquet ground. and by patiently, it's barry glancing around, eyebrow arched, waiting and waiting — ]
[ she's sitting on the ground, and of course he follows, but not without furrowing his brows in confusion beforehand. with his long legs, he easily folds them beneath him, and he could easily touch his knees to hers if he was to unfold them just a little. wrapping his fingers around his ankles, he almost rolls all the way back to plant his spine on the ground, but remains upright. ]
ACTION. | 🐻
[ she's sitting on the ground, and of course he follows, but not without furrowing his brows in confusion beforehand. with his long legs, he easily folds them beneath him, and he could easily touch his knees to hers if he was to unfold them just a little. wrapping his fingers around his ankles, he almost rolls all the way back to plant his spine on the ground, but remains upright. ]
[ looking at her, he arches his brow. ]
Where?