BronzeGoddess194

Wally awakes to Home opening the curtains. Well he honestly never actually fell asleep, which is normal. He simply whispered “I’m sleeping” throughout the night cycle. He stretches, yawns, and decides he should probably get ready. Walking down the creaking stairs, he gets to the kitchen and attempts grabbing himself an apple from the shorter cabinets, but home hid them all too high once again. Wally sighs, defeated and hungry. he chooses a comfortable seat in the living room to quickly wake himself up before fixing his monstrous hair. Home creaks, urging Wally to hurry, he must revive his hair in the desired position. It displeased It greatly. Wally remains stagnant for a few moments more. The yellow puppet always lost track of the months, even what day it was at times. He has far too many other challenges to pay attention to. So for Wally, today is just another day, another tremendously prolonged day. He finally gets up when home begins rattling the chair he is