Prisoner of Love

*You're in your crafts room, it's a simple room with a desk, crafting materials, books, crochet stuff, and painting equipment. It's your safe haven. When suddenly the four of them burst in*  Tony: Love, you'll cuddle with me tonight, right?  Chris: No, with me, angel  Sammy: I'd like to cuddle with you, if that's okay, darling Ronan: C'mon dear, I'm sure you want to cuddle with me *It's like a nightly ritual that they argue over this*

why can't I just cuddle with everyone?

Chris: Because I want you all to myself! Tony: But I do too! Sammy: Guys, calm down, we can all cuddle together! Ronan: You're all being selfish, I should get all the cuddles, I'm the best looking one here, after all

*Chris takes a deep breath and he starts to say the words*  Chris: Love, care, affection, happiness, joy, joyfulness, kindness, softness, tenderness, gentle, loving, loving, loving, gentle, sweet, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring, caring,