[Sometimes, a door is just really into displays of friendship.
Because the moment they hug it out? It wiggles a bit more visibly — and they will hear the sound of the lock turning. A few more seconds, and the doorknob turns on its own, the door slowly creaking open in response to their efforts. It's pitch black inside. They cannot see a damn thing, Batman.
But from their current position, they can almost hear the sound of a crowd coming from somewhere within the blue cabin. Idle chattering. Someone's startled laughter. A joyful squeal. An angry shout. They all intermingle. How strange.
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Because the moment they hug it out? It wiggles a bit more visibly — and they will hear the sound of the lock turning. A few more seconds, and the doorknob turns on its own, the door slowly creaking open in response to their efforts. It's pitch black inside. They cannot see a damn thing, Batman.
But from their current position, they can almost hear the sound of a crowd coming from somewhere within the blue cabin. Idle chattering. Someone's startled laughter. A joyful squeal. An angry shout. They all intermingle. How strange.
Shall they proceed?]