A Slight Tilt

Waking up seated against a dark sofa wasn't particularly dramatic. The tiles beneath me felt cold and smooth. I blinked, tested a wrist, and realized my arm actually moved when I told it to. Interesting. Sitting right next to me was another rabbit plush grinning broadly at nothing. I leaned over, reached out a soft glove, and gently tapped its dangling arm. Nothing happened. It stayed completely frozen in place, while my own fingers freely twitched. Well... this dynamic is going to be rather amusing.