If you ever tried to move your hand away he’d get all pouty and whiney.
“My hand is getting tired, bub”
He’d frown, bringing your other hand up to his hair, “So use the other one”
If you ever tried to move your hand away he’d get all pouty and whiney.
“My hand is getting tired, bub”
He’d frown, bringing your other hand up to his hair, “So use the other one”