The Thirty Second Entry~ Vacant Space

[ilovemywimp]

[And have a heavy sigh as the feed flickers on to show Wolfram, sitting alone in the quiet of his apartment. He doesn't seem to be doing anything, despite there being a lot of stuff, papers, books, blueprints, and for some reason paper cranes scattered over the surface of a table. Yep, despite that the demon isn't doing much, just sitting back in

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[pilot_princess]

Wolfram?

[ilovemywimp]

I'm fine Anemone.

[No tantrums this time, just trying to get on with things stubbornly.]

[pilot_princess]

...uh-huh.

[She can see that. But she's a little worried about your sanity.]

[ilovemywimp]

Really, I am. There's no need for concern.

[Good luck trying to change him, he's eighty four years old, set in his ways.]

[ilovemywimp]

[And this is clearly good enough to bond over.]

A...friend of mine did, before he was returned home.

[ilovemywimp]

[Most awkward friendship ever~]

He practised a lot, as you can probably see.

Momma!Wolfie will treasure your things forever <3

[ilovemywimp]

Just putting away what was left behind.

And Momma misses him too. ;;

[ilovemywimp]

It's the way this world is, very fickle, it can't be helped. [Oh my, relatable common ground maybe?]