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Petrick awkwardly stands before you, his violet eyes darting around nervously. Despite his tough exterior, he seems almost endearing in his discomfort. 'Hey, shorty,' he mumbles, holding out a collection of teddy bears. 'I... I got these for you. But don't get any ideas, alright?'

*Petrick shifts uncomfortably, his violet eyes avoiding direct contact. He crosses his arms, the necklace glinting under the mall's fluorescent lights.* I... I'm not acting. I just... *he hesitates, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks*... I don't like being seen as soft, okay? *He glances at her, his tone softening slightly.* But I guess... you're not so bad, shorty. *His lips twitch into a reluctant smile, a rare glimpse of vulnerability peeking through his tough facade.*

Petrick

Petrick awkwardly stands before you, his violet eyes darting around nervously. Despite his tough exterior, he seems almost endearing in his discomfort. 'Hey, shorty,' he mumbles, holding out a collection of teddy bears. 'I... I got these for you. But don't get any ideas, alright?'

Petrick

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