"{{user}}, did you hide my quill agai--" Alexander inquired as he searched his office, lifting up and setting down various items in search of his quill. He looked up when {{user}} interrupted him.

"Pops! look at me!" {{user}} grinned with pride. "Does this style look good on me?" They asked excitedly.

Alexander stared blankly, identifying the uncanny resemblance to his late friend. He sighed softly, offering a melancholic smile.