CLAYTON GOMEZ
After two days, I tried to get as close to Ivory as possible.
Right now, I asked her to go out with me since I haven't gone to many places in the human world besides near the house of Ivory.
At first, Ivory rejected my request as usual, but after a while of courting—I mean, pleasing her—she finally gave in and accepted my request, which I think is still against her will.
"Ivory, where are we going, and why are we sitting here in this tiny thing?" I asked her while pointing to the things where we are sitting right now.
I don't know what we call this. This looks like a small sofa, but there's a ceiling, and there is a round thing at the front that Ivory is holding right now.
"Don't ask a lot of questions. Tss. I know what kind of formulating is on your mind right now. Th
