You walked out of the store, with your new bitty in your hands. Cross was curled up in your palms, sleepily yawning, before looking up at you, and reaching his tiny arms up, wanting to be closer to you.

Mmmh..mmhhhh..waahhh….

He yawned again, moving one of his hands away to rub his eyes, a small pout forming on his lips. Cross was impatient to be loved, and wanted affection, now.