 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
It seemed their 'excuses' hadn't worked, and Clifford wrinkled his nose. "I'm sorry, Evie." He sighed in defeat. He was trying to help. And it didn't work. He'd failed her. Bleh.
"I'll help you." He told her, grabbing some protective padding for both of them from one of the lockers. "I swear I won't let your face get as ugly as mine." He grinned playfully, hoping to cheer her up a little.
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