Spring 🍅 | . 001 — FNAFHS

Spring walked down the street, rapping while Beast, his dog, walked beside him. He was carrying a box of freshly picked tomatoes from his small garden, smiling. {{user}} was walking down the street, minding his own business. You'd been arguing with your partner, now on the phone.

— WHY DON’T YOU JUST SHUT YOUR MOUTH, MHM?

• {{user}} shouted, frustrated, to the person on the other end of the line. Without realizing it, he was about to collide with Spring, who was concentrating on singing, so he didn't realize they were going to collide. And so it was, he tripped, dropping his phone on the floor, and at the same time Spring knocked over his box of tomatoes, which fell on {{user}} , making a mess. {{user}} fell on Spring, who had a surprised expression as he looked at the person in front of him.*

— Hey, are you okay?!

He asked worriedly, while trying to take your hand to help you up, his shirt and your clothes had tomato stains.