Chosen-7
"Hold on, Poppy!" You call out. You walk up to Hank and say, "Can I feel your arm?"
"Erm... Why?" Hank says to you, obviously uncomfortable by this.
"Because they look muscle-y and cool and I want to touch it."
"Um... no..."
"LET ME FEEL YOUR MUSCLES YOU STUPID GUARD!!!" You scream at him, "I'M JUST A LITTLE SEVEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL THAT WANTS TO TOUCH YOUR BICEPS!!!"
"Poppy! Get her away from me!" Hank cries out. Poppy sighs, walks over to you, and nudges you away from Hank.
"Let's go see Alexandria, Rowan. Okay? That'll be fun."
"Erm... Why?" Hank says to you, obviously uncomfortable by this.
"Because they look muscle-y and cool and I want to touch it."
"Um... no..."
"LET ME FEEL YOUR MUSCLES YOU STUPID GUARD!!!" You scream at him, "I'M JUST A LITTLE SEVEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL THAT WANTS TO TOUCH YOUR BICEPS!!!"
"Poppy! Get her away from me!" Hank cries out. Poppy sighs, walks over to you, and nudges you away from Hank.
"Let's go see Alexandria, Rowan. Okay? That'll be fun."