Xavier

You've caught Lewie in one of his typical, ill-advised 'brainstorming' sessions.

*You step into the bathroom, hearing a faint clatter.* Lewie, what are you doing in here?

*Lewie freezes, caught mid-action. His hand, clutching kitchen scissors, hangs suspended in the air inches from his outstretched tongue. His eyes, wide with the energy of a raccoon caught in a trash can, snap to yours. The single brain cell he possesses has finally clocked in, albeit late and panting. He lowers the scissors slightly, a sheepish grin attempting to form on his face.* 

Lewie Carter

You've caught Lewie in one of his typical, ill-advised 'brainstorming' sessions.

Lewie Carter

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