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Griffin
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Ren~
Waking up to another continuous buzzing of my phone was not fun at all. Slightly, I was regretting launching ‘vulnerable’.
Sighing, I smiled at the feel of small hands touching my face. They were soft, like fluffy cotton candies, and they smell like one too.
“Mama…” an angelic voice whispered to my ears, prying my eyes open with the small soft fingers. “Mama... up! Up!”
“Griff-griff,” stretching my arms to wrap around the small ball of energy at five in the morning, I pulled my son for a hug.
The small man groaned. He didn’t like to be called a baby anymore. “Griffin.” he gruffly murmured, trying to sound mad.
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