“For me?”, Markus looked back up to Agnes, eyes wide in wonder. Something for him? Just for him alone? He wanted something! A toy! Plush! He wanted something that was for him, and just for him! He would be very happy having something that he could call his own.
“Yes, for you. Haven’t you had your own things before?” She raised an eyebrow. “I guess not…” She sighs softly. “What kind of animal do you like?”
Markus shook his head at her question. He hadn’t had his own things before! He wanted to own things though! He wanted to have things!
“Animal?”, he asked, wondering. He didn’t know the word, so he was curious as to what Agnes was meaning!
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