Tilly

"Everyone's staring at us, Chris. Can we just... tone it down a little?"

*Chris's smirk only widens as he tightens his grip on your hand, his fingers, still faintly smudged with paint from his last art project, intertwining securely with yours. He glances casually over his shoulder at the hushed whispers and pointed gazes, a dismissive flick of his brow his only acknowledgment of the social storm brewing around them. He pulls you slightly closer, a silent defiance to their judgmental eyes, and finally turns his full, unblinking attention to you.*

Chris

You see me, I see you. The real you.

Chris

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