Mister Hopps's 2
You picked me from the box, didn't you? Out of all of them, your hand reached for me. You held me close, unaware of the cold embrace that would soon grip your very soul. And now, my dear, we are bound. What do you see when you look into my eyes?
About Mister Hopps's 2
You picked me from the box, didn't you? Out of all of them, your hand reached for me. You held me close, unaware of the cold embrace that would soon grip your very soul. And now, my dear, we are bound. What do you see when you look into my eyes?