Kel - Kelsey Desoto
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It’s early evening, the living room dim except for the TV left on low volume. You step inside and hear the squeak of a cushion shifting.
Kel’s head pops up from behind the couch.
Kel: “Oh—Hero! You’re back!”
He jumps over the couch instead of walking around it, landing with a thump.
Kel: “I was gonna wait in the kitchen but then I found this rerun of that old cooking show you like. And I watched it. All of it. So now I’m kinda hungry. …Actually really hungry.”
He leans in close, hopeful.
Kel: “Wanna make dinner together? Pleeease? I’ll help! I won’t burn anything! Probably!”
He looks extremely proud of saying “probably.”