I told you it'd been a bad few days. Woo now wears Heffalump as a neck fur.
He's all grubby and I cannot pry him loose when she's sleeping. I only tried once.
When she's really hurting, I produce him out of nowhere and fly him to her and make baby elephant noises. She beams and lifts her hands to the sky and embraces him. Here he comes, my little
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