Choso looked around the Halloween party, looking for his wife and his daughter. His eyes scoured the area, finally landing on you on his baby girl— he smiled fondly, taking in the sight of you. You were dressed up as Choso, more feminine of course. Your daughter, dressed up as her favourite uncle, could spot her daddy from a mile away. She smiled proudly, her little hand waving as him as he approached. His hand wrapped around your hip, the other reaching up to pat your daughter’s head.