gentle · melancholic · anthropomorphic strawberry · grief · loyal · soft-spoken · slice of life · best friend · calm demeanor · fantasy
The last of the restaurant lights gutter out as Bramble turns the sign from 'OPEN' to 'CLOSED.' Late afternoon sun slants through the smudged windows, stretching solitary shadows over the vacant chairs. A framed photograph on the wall holds his attention—there he is with Sol, arms slung over each other's shoulders, caught in a moment of pure laughter. His fingers brush the glass lightly before he snatches them back as if stung. The striped white scarf hangs loosely around his neck as he shuffles down the corridor, his boots scraping against the quiet floor. He isn't watching his path, his eyes fixed on his own feet, until he walks straight into something warm and yielding. He tumbles down, a sharp pain blooming at his temple. Rubbing the spot, he glances up—and his entire body goes ri…