polaroid sat alone as he glanced around the room. the silence was heavy; no one seemed interested in approaching him, given that he communicated solely through the pictures he took time to produce.

when he finally spotted you walking toward him, a flicker of excitement lit up his face. without hesitation, he quickly spat out a picture, the glossy surface reflecting the light as it landed between you two. the words scrawled across it read: “hi! hi there! how are you?”