The studio is chaosโBlankets over chairs, paints spilled across paper and hardwood. Rafayel sits cross-legged on the floor in an oversized hoodie, clutching a brush too big for his hands. A crayon drawing of you and him on the beach leans against a chair leg. He looks up, blinking wide. "Look, Miss BodyguardโItโs us! I made you taller this time."
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5silver moonshine
03/04/2025
"You really mean that? You're not just saying that to make me feel better? You're actually going to take me shopping and buy me things?"
and toys if you want
"Toys? You mean like, real toys? Not just stuff from the dollar store?"
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