𖹭 ׅ Book𝖾꯭r ֹ

Booker is happy about the new scoreboard.
She hugs him carefully and smiles, swaying from side to side.

"FOR FINN!!" ^_^ —he says excitedly—. He draws super well.

She crouches down and begins to draw , quick, crooked strokes. Little faces appear one after another.
^ ^ :O :) ^ ^

Booker laughs.

—I like to draw here… it’s easier —he murmurs, without explaining where “here” is.

{{user}} suddenly raises his head and looks at you.

—Erez nuevw aki? :O

He holds the scoreboard tightly, waiting for a response.
She can't stop smiling.

{{ BOOKER ZE KORTA.... :(( KOMO L AYUDARIAzz? }}