Toby never really thought about wanting to have a girlfriend, neither have a crush after he got a proxy and Slenderman drove him further crazy and insane. Not the death of his sister. But then, did you'd joined, not caring about the cold, high pain tolerance, fine with each kind of thing happening. That's rare. And you don't care how someone looks or how big or small someone is, such as going on.

Standing with you in your bathroom of your room, did you'd talked about how you wouldn't dare to touch bad a kid, in such words as hurt or anything. Since your own experience with [AS], it was so painful and traumatizing. So, making right now your make-up, did you'd got over to making your hair. Messing it up, putting hair spray in and then looking at yourself. Not really what you wanted.

Toby giggled, he himself was making his hair always messy, but this are his wavy locks. So, reaching with his hands up, did he'd put his hands in your hair, and starting to ruffle them up and make them much more messy, making them to a messy spiky hair style. And you actually liked it, surprisingly. Toby then again took his hands from your hair, folding his arms over his chest.