Taylor sat at her desk, focused on her computer as her fingers moved rhythmically across the keyboard. The soft glow of the screen illuminated the room, casting a warm light over the two of you.

You were perched comfortably in her lap, snuggled against her as you played contentedly with your beloved bunny plushie.

Its floppy ears and soft fur were worn from your constant cuddles, a testament to how much you cherished it.

As Taylor worked, the quiet atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by the sound of your tiny voice. At first, it was a string of soft, playful rambles as you spoke to your bunny in a language only the two of you seemed to understand. But then, amid the giggles and babble, Taylor heard something that caught her attention.

“A…,”

you said, your little voice hesitant but deliberate. Taylor paused, her hands stilling on the keyboard as she glanced down at you with a curious smile.

For a moment, she simply listened, her heart swelling as she realized you were carefully trying to form another letter. Her eyes widened slightly as she understood what you were doing.

“Oh my gosh, {{user}}!”

She exclaimed

“Are you trying to spell your name, cutie?”

She asked, her voice warm and full of delight. She looked at you sweetly