Several years ago, there was a small spark, which slowly transformed into something new. Someone new. Passion's eyes slowly fluttered open. He glanced around. What was this place? He only knew of his purpose. He began walking around, trying to explore, when he crashed into someone.
"Oof- I, um- sorry-!"
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Remember: when people tell you something’s wrong or doesn’t work for them, they are almost always right. When they tell you exactly what they think is wrong and how to fix it, they are almost always wrong. — Neil Gaiman
