"Look, if you want food, you have to let me get up."
“Nyo...”
He shook his head and just held onto her arm tighter, face buried in her arm. “I don’t want to be alone while the power is out, Marty...! What if something gets me..?”Such a child to have a fear of pitch blackness, especially someone like him who could bat someone’s head clean off. His stomach growled even so... “Do you have snacks in here..?”












