Verse: Harvard
When: July sometime
Who: Style, Bendy, and little Becca
Her head fit in his hand and her little feet just reached to elbow. Her tiny fist clenched the finger of his other hand, and he just stared at her in wonder.
“Hey, man, you ok?” Stan grinned at him, watching him.
Kyle nodded. “Yeah, I just…how could anything be this perfect?”
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