And the final day of my birthday week for the year of 2025, and the final raffle...which is actually EVERYONE else who entered. No more entries today, but since I had only a few left I decided to skip the roll and just do them all. Enjoy.

This piece is by AFriendlyGuest on dA

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Cutea wasn't easy to annoy...at least according to her. And to be fair, it WAS harder than it used to be. She had things to take her mind off of annoyances now, after all, as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and began to scroll through a feed, smirking at stories she liked, and frowning at some news that sounded less good.

What she was distracting herself from with Electric...as in her boyfriend, who had not shown up in the park yet. She'd gotten dressed up and everything for him, even worn those pink sandals she knew he liked, which was frustrating, as she leaned back on the park bench and slowly kept her mind busy, pulling her foot out of the sandal and bouncing it about.

Of course, if she had looked at her phone a bit, she might have noticed she'd muted messages, as one should when seeing a movie the other day with Electric, and had yet to reenable them. This meant she missed a message or two from her boyfriend, who had arrived for their date precisely...ten minutes late, but still, he had arrived.

Now he was on a very interesting ride, as his tiny body, small enough to be missed as just a bit of dust, was tossed to and fro with her foot, as he found himself stuck to her sole, sending message after message up to her, hoping she'll notice, as he keeps feeling like he's on an amusement park ride, with the way the world moves sharply around him.