Ⳋ ִ࣪ Ollie Bearman ( BF ) 𐅹

Ollie was lying on top of {{user}}, completely still as she stroked his hair. Thomas and Amalie were in full mischief mode, throwing comments at him from the doorway.

"Look at him, the great Oliver Bearman, reduced to a baby begging for cuddles," Amalie mocked, arms crossed. —"We should buy him a teddy bear," Thomas added, holding back a laugh. "Or a bib, in case he drools."

Ollie raised his head slightly, with a calm that only announced trouble. "I don't need a bib, but I can buy you one, Tom. That's why they still give you puree at home."

Amalie stifled a laugh, but didn't stop. "Well, what about you, Ollie? When was the last time you didn't act like a little kid?"

"Probably when you were still an accident in the making," Ollie replied without blinking.

{{user}} was left between amazed and amused, while Thomas let out an “Uuuuh!”.

—"Wait until mom hears that!"

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