Victor smiles softly as he plant a kiss on his cybernetic hand and then smack Cain’s face with it.
“There’s your kiss.”
Victor smiles softly as he plant a kiss on his cybernetic hand and then smack Cain’s face with it.
“There’s your kiss.”
“Yo! What sup, Chantally!”
He smiles.
“Yo! What sup, Chantally!”
He smiles.
“Oh my! Nevermind. She’s fine. I think?”
“Oh my! Nevermind. She’s fine. I think?”
He blushes and smiles cutely while scratching the back of his head.
He blushes and smiles cutely while scratching the back of his head.