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Here he was. All alone again except this time it wasn’t Christmas and he wasn’t home alone. It was nearing Halloween and he’s wandering the streets of New York all by himself, one thing about it, he knew how to handle himself well enough to keep walking about a scary city as this one to a young child like himself. Almost like he owned the place. There cradled in his arms is a pumpkin nearly as big as him, planning to take it somewhere where he can paint and carve it until he’s dropping it with a thud and it’s pumpkin pie all at once after bumping into someone.
Great going Kevin, always dropping stuff, he mentally scolds just as he’s about to apologize. “Sor-” The pumpkin is soon forgotten the second he gets a glimpse of the others face, slowly turning his attention upwards, a gasp drawing from the blond.
Staring up at the taller other with a wide eyes for a good long moment, mouth agape. Trying to process if it was another one of those people that tried to mimic singers and actors. A lot of those are wandering around New York but he looks the closest to one of his favorite singers than any of the other phonies. “...It can’t be. I thought you only existed on TV. And on the poster in my room!”