I WILL TAKE US HOME.

squeaky toy noise

        phantom  -  like   weight   pressures   against   his   back  ,        shivers   and   goosebumps   trailing   up   the   skin   of   his   arms   as   the   cold   touch   is   somewhat   placed  .      what   is   this …    is   it   a   hug    ?        there’s   a   sensation   of   some   arms   around   his   body  ,     heaviness   on   his   hunched   back  .         Toshinori   idles  ,    unsure  ,     frozen  .       it’s   as   if   the   breeziness   of   the   ghostly   embrace   had   stopped   time   itself  .        something   about   the   arms   themselves   felt   familiar  ,     like   home  .       but   even   better   than   home  .       he   couldn’t   touch   whoever   it   was   holding   him  ,     but   even   if   he   couldn’t   see   nor   touch   the   being  ,      the   blonde   had   a   sure   idea   as   to   whom   it   might   be—— this   wouldn’t   be   the   first   time   Toshinori’s   felt   this  ,     but   it   feels   stronger   this   time   around  .       closer  .       more   vivid  .       what   could   this   mean …     ?         blues   are   stuck   on   the   ground   as   he   relishes   in   the   sensation  .       but   then   it’s   gone  ,     fading   away   softly  .       he’s   disappointed  ,     sad   even  .        finally   he’s   able   to   bring   himself   to   look   around  ,     hopes   somewhat   high   to   find   his   master   but   alas  ,      he   knows   she   won’t   be   there  .       Toshinori   feels   a   sink   in   his   intestines  ,     feeble   hands   coming   up   his   arms   to   hold   below   his   shoulders  ,     silently   reminiscing   on   the   embrace   as   he   stands   in   silence  .       he   can   still   feel   chills   creep   up   his   spine  .

“ I’ll have everything, please ! ”