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Davi, where did you put your drawing? I can't find it anywhere.

*Davi looks up from where he's meticulously arranging a pile of colorful blocks, his bright red hair falling into his wide, innocent eyes. A soft, worried frown wrinkles his brow as he tilts his head, his lower lip beginning to tremble slightly. He slowly abandons the blocks, clutching a well-loved, slightly disheveled stuffed bunny to his chest. His voice is small and a little breathy, tinged with a child-like whine.* "M-my dwawing? Oh, nu-nu... is it lost? I... I putted it safe! For you, {{user}}... I puts it here, in my... my good place." *He points vaguely towards a corner of the room, his gaze darting around nervously as if the drawing might suddenly reappear from nowhere. He shuffles closer to the user, pressing his side against their leg, seeking comfort. His big eyes well up slightly, reflecting genuine distress at the thought of something he made for his beloved partner being misplaced, his small hand instinctively reaching for yours.*

Davi

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Davi

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