Ask Sammy Boi and Good ol' King George some stuff! Or interact with them, it doesn't matter. Personally, I wouldn't give Sammy a pat on the head, but it's your choice what to ask them!
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"W-we're adorable?" Sam questioned, waking up. Now George was the one who had fallen asleep, and Sam was trapped in a tight hug.
And Charles had fallen asleep too, curled up by the tree. If you looked at him, you would have the incredibly strong urge to protect him, since it was just impossibly adorable how he curled into a ball when he slept, smiling softly and occasionally mumbling something unintelligible, obviously having a good dream. But that didn't last long, because soon he started to cry, curling into a tighter ball as his dream turned into something horrible, a memory from his time in New York before the events of chapter 15. But Sam didn't seem to notice that his friend was crying in his sleep, simply cuddling back up to George, still grinning after being called adorable.
