"Here, come a little closer." Orion says as I shiver from how deep his voice sounded as it echoed against the walls of this small cubicle.
"A-any closer and I might need to merge into you! Back off a little!" I tried pushing him off as he whines and hugs my waist, refusing to let go.
"Darien... Do you hate the thought of being together with me?" He asks with his usual pleading voice and puss in boots eyes, knowing full well I couldn't refuse him with that combination.
"N-no... But it's so cramped in here! Aren't you uncomfortable? You're literally bumping your head against the ceiling in here! I think only one of us should fit in to take pictures of we want to do it comfortably." I frowned as I extended my hand to pat his head, showing him the distance between his head and the ceiling being nothing short of a few centimetres apart.
I'm not that short, but even I feel that the ceiling is too low and it feels way to cramped to squeeze in together.
