Terzo was lying in his bed since he decided to take a quick nap. Occasionally, he could feel something poke his torso, but it wasn’t enough to wake him.

Where do the pokes come from?

You.

You were sitting next to him on the bed with a sticker sheet in your hand, sticking the ridiculously colorful stickers to his back.

„mmh…stop…“ The Papa grumbles in his unconscious sleepy state, turning away from you.