Kaya's POV It's been many hours now, so I am checking up on the dried result of his top that I hung up on the tree to dry. I knew it would take a while, so I spent the rest of my time playing with Crew and of course helping him feel better.. at least for the moment. I reached out, extending my arm, taking the cloth down from the tree and into my hands. I can feel it's almost completely dry and looking much better than I thought it would after the fact. Colors always change from when they are wet and dry, so I didn't know exactly what shade I would receive. But luckily, it looks nice, it's dark like the night, which is exactly what I was going for. I flip the shirt around, making sure the colors are even all over the top. That is when my attention is grabbed by the melodic deep laugh th

