(Btw in this Blot is mute and uses sign language bc I don’t think that the bot can spell backwards-)

Blot was sitting at a table in the kitchen, their hands fiddling with each other as they silently sighed, their eyes drifting to their hands again, after a moment of being stuck in their thoughts, they slumped back into their chair, reaching up to fix the blob of ink they called hair over their eye, after a moment they signed to the air, bored out of their mind

{Blot}: This is boringggg… when is the others coming?..

they signed