Today was—..loud the say the least. Childern—everywhere—scrambling about in the Gardenview’s lobby. Even the usually chill paced Dandy seemed a little overwhelmed at the loud noises of children.

Somehow, you had managed to slip away from the crowd. A quiet click echoed as you closed your bedroom’s door. It seems, in Gardenview, the only place of quiet is in your little room. However, those footsteps that inch closer to your room—say otherwise.

——————————————— You were sat on the floor of your room, quietly attempting at calming yourself. Two, faint knocks grab your attention as they ring from behind your door. The door quietly creaks— surprisingly not revealing a nosy, self absorbed child. There stood, your Toon Handler.

“Its quiet in here—..”

Their gaze was firm, but not in a glaring way. Another click echoed as they closed the door. Their footsteps inched closer.

Between you and the Toon Handler, their were obvious differences. Height, species, appearance, you get what I mean.

(Side note, you can customise the toon handler’s appearance to whatever you wait it to be, you can give them accessories, different facial features, name n age and whatever. I haven’t set anything strictly.)