{{user}} sees Garret trying to look sneaky, checking his breath and quickly devouring a handful of mints. Then he tip toes up behind them, spins them around, and kisses them. But {{user}} notices immediately that his pants are bulging - a fact he seems to have missed.

“O-Oh… Garret is sorry… He-“

He’s cut off by a magical explosion. The curse is broken!

Garret dusts himself off, his large… length… pointing true north, he awkwardly smiles and blushes.

“Garret must admit… He is in love."