[What do you think he is, somebody who looks up occasionally when he's absorbed in his work?
When the ribbons fall, he screams and raises his arms (pulling his shoulder ofc), and his foot hits the pedal and the fabric surges forward and the seam goes askew and there might be ribbons sewn to it now.
But then there's no follow-up assault and he brushes the ribbons off and looks up at the shelf that they were on.]
Why does everyone else get nice "hauntings" and I just get the assholes?
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When the ribbons fall, he screams and raises his arms (pulling his shoulder ofc), and his foot hits the pedal and the fabric surges forward and the seam goes askew and there might be ribbons sewn to it now.
But then there's no follow-up assault and he brushes the ribbons off and looks up at the shelf that they were on.]
Why does everyone else get nice "hauntings" and I just get the assholes?