A grin split her face as she continued fiddling with the mechanics on the crib. They couldn’t have just settled for a regular wooden one.
"You didn’t deny having tm boyish crushes, so I am going to keep my vision of you with googly eyes over some pretty girl. And you should try poetry, you’d probably be good at it."
{ ® } ;; —- "As I'm sure you had your fair share of girlish crushes, Crystalia." He looked at her over the top of the tome he was reading, watching her tinker with the crib. After a few minutes of watching her, he sighed and put the book down, walking over to her. "Allow me."













