Thistle: Well, I’ll leave you alone for now. There’s some clothes in the dresser that might fit, and I think there might be a canvas or two hiding somewhere. Feel free to use them.
Marshmallow: Thank you again, Thistle.
Thistle: My pleasure.
Thistle: Well, I’ll leave you alone for now. There’s some clothes in the dresser that might fit, and I think there might be a canvas or two hiding somewhere. Feel free to use them.
Marshmallow: Thank you again, Thistle.
Thistle: My pleasure.
Thistle: I’m… I… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made fun of you for that.
Marshmallow: It’s alright. I shouldn’t have been rude to you, either.
Thistle: You tried to take an easel with you, while running away? You’re not too good at this running away thing.
Marshmallow: Well, when you rarely get outside the house and only ever talk to those related to you, you don’t really learn that much about the ‘outside world’. Besides, have you ever tried running away?
Thistle: There’s an easel there, too. My sister was a big painter. I can move it into a different room if you want.
Marshmallow: No, this is perfect! I love painting! I tried taking my easel with me, but it was too heavy to carry. I had to leave it in my closet…
Thistle: Well, the shelves might be a bit dusty, but I washed the sheets last week.
Thistle: It’s all good. I’ll take you to my sister’s old room. You can stay there.
Thistle: Well, my mother paid it all off before she… uh…
Marshmallow: Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize, I-
Marshmallow: Wow, it’s beautiful! How can you afford this?
Thistle: Here we are. Home sweet home.
Thistle: Follow me. I’ll have to stop by the station to finish my shift, but then I can take you to my home.