"And they're aaaall for me!" Maurice was enjoying himself now. At first he thought he'd feel sad in the maze of mirrors--like he might start feeling like he wasn't real. Or didn't have a soul. Or wasn't a person. But Hanna had taught him that he was. No matter what.
And Maurice, who was a person, just tromped right behind Hanna, clawed hands outstretched and gesturing as if he were going to pinch said cute ass.
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And Maurice, who was a person, just tromped right behind Hanna, clawed hands outstretched and gesturing as if he were going to pinch said cute ass.
"Ah'm gonna get it!"