Eden's Sketch of: Trial of Grapeness

Trial of Grapeness

BRRRRING RING RING! My pear phone rang loudly in the middle of the night, where I was in the middle of dreaming about a farting bee. “What is it?” I asked sleepily, brushing aside my tangled vines of hair. “EDEN!” A shrill voice screams right in my ear. I thrust the phone away from my…