A Gentle Tap
A faint shudder ran through my stuffing, and my fingers twitched. Right beside me sat a blue plush dinosaur, mouth frozen open in an eternal roar. Skeptical, I blinked, shifted my shoulder against the textured grey cushions, and carefully extended my paw. I tapped the blue arm resting near mine. It didn't flinch. Just soft fabric and silence. I let out a dry little breath, pulled my hand back, and settled deeper into my snug corner.