Soo me and the beloved were discussing avians, bird anatomy and how birds mimic voices and start to sound like people they're near often. And i wrote this snippet and they somehow convinced me to post it
Keep in mind ive never wrote anything serious and finished in my entire life
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Punz leans on a column of the arch that separates their bases little kitchenette and the space dream has claimed as his impromptu "office". ((Aka books scattered haphazardly across the floor and papers plastered to the walls with anything from sticky notes to arrows speared through the scrolls like a prized kill. To punz it looks more like a mental breakdown than a functional workspace, but who is he to judge))
Dream is reading a map, at least attempting to as tired eyes scan through the scramble of lines for the 3rd or 7h time like its going to effect the outcome in any way. Punz catches his attention with a knock to the cold wood, it makes dream flinch and punz only feels a little bad, ((its routine at this point, better to act like nothings changed than make dream feel fragile with gentle movements and an unchanged outcome)) punz can tell dream hasn't slept when he raises his head to tilt it at him expectantly, frazzled feathers and hair that isn't much better off, punz doesn't comment on it. He informs dream he's going to make breakfast now, asking if he's hungry. Dream says 'no', it comes out a little sharper than he meant it, punz looks taken aback, and says he sounds like sam. Dream feels empty as he realizes he can't tell the difference anymore.
Is this just an unnecessarily long set up to one (1) line i wanted to deliver? Yes.
This monstrosity would not exist without @thehatmanawaits so i blame you if this flops<3