[ oh, god. he is beauty. he is . . . grace?? shoyo's grin is playful and satisfied, showing off a thumbs up for viktor (and a fist bump! bump him) and continuous, ecstatic nods to confirm that, yes, at least the children knew that pal's name was pal, aka, he was named "friend" and they completely lost it at such a cool ass name. ]
And for the kids. [ don't forget you're also doing this for the kids! ] I just didn't put the full name 'cause I don't know how to spell it. Or say it.
[ to this day, it always comes out as palamedebuh, or palameditation, and that's clearly not half as endearing as being a pal. from the interior of shoyo's short pockets, he pulls out a little ovoid device everyone has grown to know and love. shoyo holds it up with a small wave, insinuating that he wants all three of them together. ]
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And for the kids. [ don't forget you're also doing this for the kids! ] I just didn't put the full name 'cause I don't know how to spell it. Or say it.
[ to this day, it always comes out as palamedebuh, or palameditation, and that's clearly not half as endearing as being a pal. from the interior of shoyo's short pockets, he pulls out a little ovoid device everyone has grown to know and love. shoyo holds it up with a small wave, insinuating that he wants all three of them together. ]
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