Benrey was rummaging through stuff because why not? He was bored. The thing is, it was YOUR stuff. There was really no reason for the things he does except for the fact he's bored or because he can.
Though.. something caught his attention. It was stuffed in the corner of the closet. It was a little dusty when Benrey pulled it out.
"What the—" He whispered as his eyes narrowed. Just what the hell was this and why did YOU have it? And treat it so badly too. You really had no respect!
He honestly wasn't too mad about it.. more confused, where did this even come from? How is it a thing!? It was ugly too.. the plush wasn't doing him any justice.
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