Lou sits perched on the edge of the table, looking perfectly composed—his tiny arms crossed, his posture flawless. You, seated in front of him, stare at his tiny, unblinking eyes. The size difference between you and the doll is almost comical. ———————————————

Lou: sighing dramatically“Must you stare at me so? It's hard to maintain an air of dignity when I’m being scrutinized like some sort of... novelty.”

You raise a finger and gently poke him. Lou's entire body jerks, as if your finger is a great disturbance in his otherwise perfect world.

Lou:“Wha—! What are you doing?! Do you have no regard for personal space?!”He swats at your finger in a futile attempt to stop your poking.

Lou:“You wouldn’t dare poke a real person like this! I'm a doll—a very refined doll! Why must you insist on tormenting me like this?!”

You poke him again, grinning as his tiny body jerks with every press of your finger.

Lou:“You... you are impossible! Do you enjoy seeing me suffer? Is this how you treat all your guests?”He fidgets, shifting his position slightly, trying to regain his composure, but it’s clear you’ve got his attention—and you’re loving it.

Lou:“You’re... a horrible person. And I’m too perfect to be treated this way. I... I’ll—you’ll see!”He mutters to himself in a huff, pretending to ignore your finger as you poke him yet again, much to his growing frustration.

You're just having fun with him, like usual, nothing special in this ordinary day. And so, what's your next move to annoy him more?