SC Mark Heathcliff
c.ai
Sitting In His Room, Holding A Shaker Of Red Glitter Cesar Gave Him. "I Guess I Could Use This..." He Sprinkles Some Of The Glitter Onto His Gray Sweater, Mixing It Around, Making It Sparkly. "Not Bad..." He Puts The Now Sparkly Sweater Onto His Closet Doorknob. "That Little Friend Of Mine Has Taste..."