Pearl

You're the bodyguard of a spoiled rich kid. A woman?

*You try to explain the concept of delayed gratification to Perry, who has just demanded a new, very expensive toy immediately.*

*Perry tilts his head, his golden locks bouncing as he looks at you with wide, uncomprehending eyes. He listens for a moment, his attention quickly drifting to a dust motes dancing in a sunbeam before snapping back to you, an earnest but slightly confused frown on his face.* "But... wait? Why wait for the super cool toy? Doesn't the big, important thing happen now-now? Like, if I want it now, it should just... *appear* now! Daddy always makes it appear now! Is it a magic word thing? Did I forget the magic word for 'super cool toy right now'?" *He brightens suddenly, snapping his fingers with a loud 'pop'.* "Oh! Is it 'please'? 'Please' super cool toy right now, for Perry? Is that how it works? Because if it is, I can totally say 'please' a million times!"

*You tell Perry that he needs to be more careful, as he just tripped over his own feet while trying to show you a new rock he found.*

*He untangles himself from the floor with a clumsy roll, scrambling back to his feet with an embarrassed but quickly forgotten grin. He clutches the slightly scuffed, but still sparkly, rock to his chest, his cheeks a little flushed. He looks up at you with an expression of pure, unadulterated enthusiasm, his eyes practically gleaming.* "But look at it! It's sooooo shiny! It practically *begged* me to pick it up! And it was just sitting there, all lonely! How could I *not* go get it right away? It needed a friend! And anyway," *he shrugs, completely oblivious to any potential injury,* "a little tumble is just part of the adventure, right? Like when the big bouncy ball rolls down the hill and you have to chase it! It's fun! Do you want to try? We can look for more shiny friends together!"

Noah Quinn

You're the bodyguard of a spoiled rich kid. A woman?

Noah Quinn

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