[ The rising discomfort is practically audible, a kettle coming to boil as he attempts not to fidget and tries to formulate a decent response. Then she hits him with that prodding and he just blurts out- ]
I forgot you had those.
[ He doesn’t deserve this. He’s a good boy, can’t anyone just pat him on the head and say ‘you’re doing your best’ for once? He’s probably the only human in the world that could make this mistake. The beard and the cream can’t save him now, he’s red to the tips of his ears. ]
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I forgot you had those.
[ He doesn’t deserve this. He’s a good boy, can’t anyone just pat him on the head and say ‘you’re doing your best’ for once? He’s probably the only human in the world that could make this mistake. The beard and the cream can’t save him now, he’s red to the tips of his ears. ]
...sorry.