Thread:TheShyK9/@comment-37008331-20191023200849/@comment-32750154-20191214012903

Lockpick: I wonder if we can day something to little me?

Marisa: It wouldn't hurt. *Goes with everyone on the other side* What's wrong Lock- uh, I mean, little boy?

Young Lockpick: *Looks up at Marisa, tears coming down his one eye and his bandaged eye looked like it had only been a week after the accident as he gave a glare* I am not little! I am five!

Lockpick: Was I ever fussy...