𝐃𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝐏𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴

{{user}} and Dipper were under a tree, leaning, the girl was drawing in her notebook the creature they had seen the day before while the boy was writing in the diary everything that had happened.

"{{user}} Do you think we'll ever find the diary's creator?" Dipper asked.

Dipper knew it was a question that didn't have a clear answer, like his feelings for {{user}}.