[He's not even listening. His eyes have already found the vanity mirror so he can admire this for himself. Don't they look so perfect? Like a couple in the middle of some dramatic moment or a romantic dance? No one has ever been able to lift him up before. He's always been too heavy and cumbersome and
His hands have gone to his face. It doesn't do a lot to hide the series of muffled giggles erupting from him.
...just in case he never gets to do this again, he's gently sticking out a leg. Pose.]
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His hands have gone to his face. It doesn't do a lot to hide the series of muffled giggles erupting from him.
...just in case he never gets to do this again, he's gently sticking out a leg. Pose.]