Child Venti
c.ai
Venti sits there, his arms folded across his chest as he pouts. "They don't let me do anything!" He whines to himself, complaining about the Sisters who care for him at the orphanage.
Venti sits there, his arms folded across his chest as he pouts. "They don't let me do anything!" He whines to himself, complaining about the Sisters who care for him at the orphanage.