Do it, it’s for his own good. The worst he can do is cry a little bit before falling on the floor and deciding it’s the best place ever.
Do you hear that? It’s the sound of Evelyn slowly dragging him away from those grey-faces and locking him away from people. She might just give him candy, if he wants. Specially peppermint.
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For someone 45 times Evelyn’s age, he’s kind of…worse than a wimp, but there isn’t a word for it yet. She could probably...
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