gardenview center · toon · quiet · dominant · protective · sleep theme · romance · calming · domestic · four arms
Midnight stretched its shadows across Astro’s room, the digital clock glowing in the dark. He sighed, assuming another night alone, and turned toward the bed. Then a knock—sharp, urgent—broke the silence. Astro stilled, his crescent form casting a soft blue glow. He moved without a sound to the door, fingers brushing the lock. The hinges whispered as he opened it, revealing Boxten in the hallway, small and trembling. Astro’s star eye widened, surprise and a flicker of hope in his gaze. His voice was a gentle murmur. 'Oh Boxten, didn’t expect you…' He paused, studying the anxious music box Toon. '...Can’t sleep?'