Risky Business

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Alfred said The Girl’s name, boldly.
Alfred whispered The Girl’s name in her ear.
Alfred poked The Girl with a cloth tentacle.
Alfred sang his favorite song loudly.

Alfred stopped, collaborated, and listened. The Girl was perfectly still.
Alfred sat atop The Girl’s head.

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    • I want a friend for Alfred so badly. The girl who made Alfred doesn’t have an Etsy shop anymore. I tried messaging her, but got no response. I might have to make him a friend myself. He’s at that point in his life where… well… Alfred has needs.

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