[It’s nice to see people be happy, but when you’re a tad shorter than most of the merrymakers, it’s all too easy to become lost underfoot. And- become, underfoot. A few people have stopped to ensure they’re okay, others have apologised- more still are utterly lost to the moment, unable or unwilling to acknowledge any potential mishaps they’ve just been a part of.
They’re a little over it. Under the table, where they can still hear and see if they’d really like to, seems like a good compromise.
If it wasn’t already occupied.
They pause, unsure if their invasion of the space will be taken kindly to, hands frozen in the midst of a greeting they’re not sure will even be heard. Lots to be unsure about, tonight. Hard to think, hard to know the best course of action.
Frisk compromises, eventually, with a wave. Just to get the other child’s attention, if they don’t have it already. See... see how they respond.]
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They’re a little over it. Under the table, where they can still hear and see if they’d really like to, seems like a good compromise.
If it wasn’t already occupied.
They pause, unsure if their invasion of the space will be taken kindly to, hands frozen in the midst of a greeting they’re not sure will even be heard. Lots to be unsure about, tonight. Hard to think, hard to know the best course of action.
Frisk compromises, eventually, with a wave. Just to get the other child’s attention, if they don’t have it already. See... see how they respond.]