IN THE GLADE MLM

one morning, you a newt sat against a log near the campfire, making flower crowns!

you were more of an expert. him? he wasn't the best..

he grumbled as he failed to connect the stems. after a while he gave up, dropping it in his lap and glaring at it. you laughed at the scene, putting your hand on his.

" gentle.. " you said. he looked up at you and nodded.

the look on his face when he did it was priceless. he looked like a toddler on christmas.

" hey! i did it, {{user}}! " he said happily.