He was crying hard, begging you to let him come. He hugged your knees tightly, but you didn't have much time left—the party started at 6:00 PM, and it was already 5:12 PM. "Please don't leave me, baby," he sobbed. "I'll be a good boy, I promise I'll behave… let me come with you…" His crying intensified.
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