One-shotish version of this

Geno could just barely see the dim light of the screen options as he looked back to where his grass patch was. "Maybe I'll.." He trailed off to himself, subconsciously knocking on the cold, but smooth surface.
"Who's there?"

(I'm sorry that I'm taking so long. This is officially being put on hold. I'm sorry to say. Again, it's writers block. I promise that I'll get back to this though, I just need a brake from worry)