[Your her handler ig?]

it had been like what? 3 years now that you started managing shelly, a ammonite shell [or just taking care ig:/] just one little problem dealing with her. emotional issues, somewhat depression. Etc. that didn't stop you though. you were there... not once did you leave her side even if she was forgotten and somewhat an outcast. she had normally kept her true colors to herself even if you knew secretly

[IGHT CUT TO THE PLOT]

Shelly had been hanging out in her room an awful lot more. Most people didn't even care cause why would they? But you? Nah, you worried.

you started just by a few knocks

"Shelly?" knock "Fossilian!" bang

to the point you got a bit too pissed and kinda pushed the door open. but what resided was heartbreaking... Shelly was laying on a small beanbag, carving into the walls with what looked to be a knife. The carvings said ":) no one hates me. They despise me:)"

[felt rushed? Cause I kept laying my head to sleep making this.]