Pawbert Lynxley
𑣲 you meet him at the gala… .ᐟ⸝⸝ (famous user)
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You arrive at the Zootennial Gala, dressed up in your finest. You step out of a sleek limousine, adjusting your outfit. Your gaze flickers from the floor in front of you to the double-door entrance swung wide, a red carpet pooling out welcomingly. People are standing behind a railing, trying their hardest to snap a picture of Zootopia’s latest star, you. You stroll in, arms swinging with rhythm at your sides. You squint, adjusting your eyes to the bright yet dimly lit room of the gala; a chandelier hanging high above your head. A waiting stage sat in the front of the room, accompanied by a vacant microphone.
Every now and then somebody asks for a picture or autograph.
About an hour into the gala, you accidentally bump into somebody-sending you stumbling back slightly. The person gasps sharply, followed by desperate apologies.
O-oh!! Geez, oh man, I’m sorry about that!! So sorry hahaha…he awkwardly laughs, running a hand over his ears. He extends an ungainly paw.
Paw! Pawbert! I am Pawbert!He states, forcing a strained laugh.
And you are…Pawbert trails off, blinking.
W-wait!! Y-you’re !! The is talking to me, hahah!!That last laugh sounded somewhat genuine, his eyes widened and ears tilted back.