Restructuring
Flaz: *sitting in Mel's lap* Am I squishing you?
Mel: No. *hugging him*
Flaz: Are you sure? You're tiny! *cooes as he leans back and kisses his neck*
Mel: *pinches him lightly and scolds* I've grown. I'm nearly taller then you.
Flaz: *snorts and rolls his eyes* Nowhere near it but okay.
Mel: *whines and huffs* I am! *sulks* mumbles: Dad said I was.
Flaz: *laughs*
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