[ Still working on the peel, he hums a note that means nothing, thinking about peaches and dinner and not having an appetite, for once, beyond this orange. The peel grows longer in his hands, a spiral elongating as he continues baring the fruit within the rind. ]
Yeah... I just. Is my being furry going to turn you off?
[ The literal fur. It's much more pervasive when he's like that than... than anything else. ]
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Yeah... I just. Is my being furry going to turn you off?
[ The literal fur. It's much more pervasive when he's like that than... than anything else. ]