He doesn't know how to ask for the loves he so desperately desires.
I've always wanted to cuddle up with my very own squishy Millennium Falcon.
It would be pretty squee-tastic if a couple of these were mixed in with a bottle of prescription meds!
Something tells me this guy won't hold water.
I hate it when my enemies are all smug about getting stabbed.
Alfrey is sad an lonely. Won't you take him in and show him some happiness?
Who says you can't have pocket monsters in your pocket?