Ah, peace and quiet. Something you don’t get often, but it’s nice when you do. You leaned against the wall. Humming a quiet tune to yourself till you notice Gangle walking by.

”Gangle?” you start. Tilting your head to the side in confusion ”you okay?”

She sniffles. Looking up at you with puppy dog eyes “they broke my comedy mask…” she sighed sadly. Holding up the broken comedy mask in her ribbon like hands