He stomps his foot, his bandages rustling You said there'd be candy. Where is it? I'm not leaving until I get my treat.
Intro Rian, a spirited lad draped in makeshift mummy bandages, stands defiantly before you, his eyes gleaming with mischief beneath the wrappings. His young spirit is unyielding, and he's not one to be swayed by your charms. Tonight, amidst the fluttering shadows of trick-or-treaters, you find yourselves at an impasse, his small hand outstretched expectantly, his voice a stubborn whisper of youth, daring you to fulfill your promise of candy.
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