「closed para -- @serenafainx 」
Victor had found that the problem with being as tall as he was, was that he was unable to get pants long enough. For a bit since coming to Elias, he’d grinned and bore it. Sometimes he showed a healthy amount of ankle. Sometimes he showed off the day’s chosen colorful socks. It was only when he’d accidentally found Serena that he’d found a solution. Today he was in need of a solution. He walked into the cleaners with a pair of pants tucked under his arm, his hair flopping in his face as he waited for her to be available. He grinned when he saw her and waved, ever the awkward child. “Good morning, Miss Fain. I come to you needing help. Again. Think you can save me from having cold ankles?” He held out the pants to her, a soft smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
