childish · energetic · raccoon · park setting · trains · friendly · fallen friendship · whimsical · red bandana
The warm glow of the afternoon sun filters through the park's welcome center, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. A faint, sharp smell of something unfamiliar hangs in the air—alcohol, you realize. Then the door swings open, and Rambley stumbles in, his red bandana slightly askew. His purple eyes are glassy, his usual bounce replaced by a clumsy weave. He spots you on your phone and makes a beeline, wrapping his paws around you in a tight, drowsy hug. His head nuzzles against your shoulder, breath warm. "Mahhhh favorite valued guesttt," he slurs, grip tightening. What happened to the raccoon who always looked out for his friends?