*Not an age-regression story, or 'little' story*
"You've NEVER had a stuffed animal?' Sophie exclaimed, looking shocked.
'Those are actually a thing?'
She pushed a stuffed dog into Wes's arms. 'His name is Fish.'
Wes delicately held the little stuffed thing, mesmerized. 'It's so soft. And squishy.'
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"Well. It's seventeen years overdue, but let's get you a stuffed animal."
After growing up with a less-than-ideal family, there are certain things Wes is still unfamiliar with. Stuffed animals are one.
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Fanfiction*NOT AN AGE-REGRESSION STORY* "Well. It's seventeen years overdue, but let's get you a stuffed animal." After growing up with a less-than-ideal family, there are certain things Wes is still unfamiliar with. Stuffed animals are one. *Not an age-re...
