Yua. Chad Kyle reflected deeply on the name. It was cute, but all this dumb bich could think of was ‘yua [censored]’. Haha.
“Can I-” He stops and pauses for a few passing moments and takes notice of the way that his big, hot, steamy muscles contract in the winter air from his nervousness. It was a strange occurrence for Chad to be nervous. Hell, once he ate and chased a mountain lion with his bare hands and had not one ounce of fear. But looking at this fat child, HIS fat child, his pals are sweaty.
“Can I hold her?” It is timid and shy. But also kinda cute. Aww.