By the front door, the old umbrella watches the newer, sleeker one get picked again. It slumps slightly in the corner, its frame bent, fabric faded. But as soon as the humans leave, it straightens up and mutters to the coat rack, “I used to be the favorite.” That night, while everyone’s asleep, the umbrella sneaks into the hallway mirror and strikes dramatic poses—trying to remember what it felt like to be needed. In Pixar style, imagine its reflective eyes, stiff little hops across tiles, and a montage of stormy glory days. It doesn’t want revenge—it just wants one more rainy walk.
Size
982X1472
Date
May 31, 2025
Mode
Default
Type
upscale
Checkpoint
SeaArt Film
😨 Umbrella
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😨 Umbrella