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⠀〝 Hmm٫ 〞 Hummed the adolescent٫ those rosé brows furrowed into a displeased frown. 〝 I need to make some alterations. Again. 〞 Back to the drawing board. * 😮💨
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Grasping the sweater and putting his head into the hole, wriggling his arms into them then fitting it upon himself.
“It is tight.”
Could be a tad larger but it fits snuggly he likes this.
“Thank you.”
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⠀To achieve enlightenment٫ an individual must surrender their material possessions and allow themselves to be free from concerns in the material world. Easier said than done. * 😮💨
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⠀〝 Go ahead and give it a shot. 〞 Replied Alba٫ the fabric of that aforementioned sweater held by her hand. 〝 If it does not fit٫ I will find another. Hmm٫ I might have to take some measurements. 〞
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Resistant at first then moving over to receive his clothing, being someone who came from a hotter environment he doesn’t do well in the cold.
“Might be too small…. Will it fit?”
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⠀〝 Too bad. Come here٫ Pickle٫ 〞 Instructed the adolescent٫ her diminutive hand extended forward. 〝 I brought a sweater for you in case it becomes colder. 〞
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⠀And how many have failed. 〝 Human nature might seem violent to some٫ but٫ there are individuals out there who are doing their best to make the world a better place. 〞
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⠀For such a diminutive human٫ the adolescent held onto her fortitude. For her own sake٫ it’d be wise for Alba to remain calm. Panic wouldn’t do much good. 〝 Good luck out there. You’d be surprised at how many have tried. 〞
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“Monsters, no. Not monsters. I have seen monsters, faced them, stooped to their level and crawled beneath it. War turns people into monsters. You have seen that, I am sure. But you have hope, the chance to stop it before it is too late.”
Optimus kneels, getting as close to her