Hector can't help but bark a laugh out their hurry, tipping his head to the side to peek past their hand as they write. That grin doesn't wipe off his face when they finish, even as he perches his chin playfully against his hand, and his elbow against the table.
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Date: 2025-03-15 04:16 am (UTC)"Well, of cawse, who else?"