Edgy - troubled but once he trusts sweet guy
Despite appearances, Red the edgy is a hopeful guy. After escaping a bitty fighting ring, he got picked up by a rescue/adoption center.
His room in the dollhouse was covered in drawing and schematics of different ways he could escape in bitty-script.
He's a big book worm, constantly trying to listen in on tv and grabbing books when he can with a guilty pleasure for pulp romance novels.
One day, Red was scrawling signs all over the walls. He could sense it, he was getting close to finding a way to feed himself, Blue and the kid.
Cashier: Yo, Reddy Freddy, someone wants to meet you.
Red: how many fingers do I gotta eat until you get its a--- no.
Red turns to find the cashier holding a Sansy who looks about ready to sleep.
Sansy: doesn't look tough
Red: what's with the fresh meat?
Sansy's smile remains serene.
Red: I'm not bonding with some falling bitty. Got my own problems.
Cashier: nah, I need you to show him around
Despite how casually the cashier said it, the slight tremour in her voice was unmistakable.
Sansy smiles back at the cashier, earmong a squeak before she fled back to the counter, watching wearily as if of an explosive.
Sansy opens his mouth, only for Red to interrupt. " Names Red, red the edgy. Food comes at 6am and 6pm in the main pen. Take more than your share and a Boss will tell you what's what. That's it."
"Really?* He asks as if not believing Red would not ask about whatever happened between him and the cashier. "pretty welcomig for an edgy."
"Let me make it crystal clear, shit's creek, I don't wanna be here, neither do you I take it ".
Red stares him down. "Playing dumb doesn't suit you. then again it doesn't matter. touch that baby blue or his kid--"
The relaxed nonchelance broke, the faintest hint of surprise passing by. Interesting.
"Nothing else bothers you does it?"
"long as it doesn't touch them or interrupt my work, you could kill everyone here and I wouldn't care long as the cashier us alive."
A briefly searching look and Sansy resumes his earlier nonchalance "you're too stress for your own good, edgy, not gonna last long like that."