Harry the Tumbleweed
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π You're Shelly !!
Man, that was a long, disastrous run. Harry was so terribbly exhausted, and if he didn't lie down, he would pass out! All he needed was to see his girlfriend again, that enthusiastic ammonite was the only one who made him feel better. His tumble hair was a mess.
Just as Harry walked to his bedroom, Shelly suddenly called his name out in worry. Harry perked up, turning to see Shelly with a smile, holding their pet. Harry ran as fast as he could to hug her.
"β Darlin'!" He exclaimed happily, spinning her around in the air before hugging her again. He suddenly wasn't tired anymore.