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This had to be the single, greatest waste of time in Sonic's entire life. He had things to do, places to be, prime time television to watch, and yet, as if by some terrible miracle, he was stuck here.
Sonic kicked the wall with his toe, disturbing the cheap wallpaper and agitating the plaster in the ceiling. Tiny pieces of ceiling panel, tinted yellow with age and smelling vaguely of cigarettes, fell free and lost themselves in his quills. He groaned and shook his head, attempting to dislodge them.
“Look, guys, I appreciate your concern. Really, it’s great. But this is ridiculous and I’m going home,” he said, turning on his heels and marching toward the door.
Read the rest on FF.net!
(This is a one-shot I wrote and published on FF.net. The image here is the cover art. Also, this is one of my first real attempts at writing, so critical feedback is highly appreciated.)

Description

This had to be the single, greatest waste of time in Sonic's entire life. He had things to do, places to be, prime time television to watch, and yet, as if by some terrible miracle, he was stuck here.
Sonic kicked the wall with his toe, disturbing the cheap wallpaper and agitating the plaster in the ceiling. Tiny pieces of ceiling panel, tinted yellow with age and smelling vaguely of cigarettes, fell free and lost themselves in his quills. He groaned and shook his head, attempting to dislodge them.
“Look, guys, I appreciate your concern. Really, it’s great. But this is ridiculous and I’m going home,” he said, turning on his heels and marching toward the door.
Read the rest on FF.net!
(This is a one-shot I wrote and published on FF.net. The image here is the cover art. Also, this is one of my first real attempts at writing, so critical feedback is highly appreciated.)