 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
With a small frown, Clifford looked down at the tie he gave up on tying. Dork? How rude! And he had complimented her, which had actually taken a lot of effort. He was much more comfortable telling her she smelt bad. “Naaaah. It’s better wearing it this way anyway. At least this way it can’t strangle me to death.” The buttons done right up to his chin were doing a good enough job of that.
He smiled in Evangeline’s direction before turning back to his cousin and taking the box she was handing him. He loved presents, very much actually, but he was a little suspicious. “I hope it’s not anything that will eat me.” He joked nervously, giving the box a shake. “And I hope you know you’re not getting your box of mouldy Chocolate Frogs until Christmas.” He added seriously.
With a nervous gulp he opened the lid and in an instant his expression became puzzled. He pulled out the contents in confusion. “What on Earth is that?” He asked, holding the strange looking garment up to examine it properly.
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