"M-Mister! Can I have that SpongeBob balloon, please?"
Rome turned toward the tiny voice calling out to him from below.
"Your name?" he asked, crouching a little despite the suffocating heat inside the bear costume.
"Lilian!"
"Thank you, Lilian" he said softly, handing her the balloon.
Rome couldn't help but sweat buckets inside the oversized bear costume.
His entire body felt like it was on fire under the harsh afternoon sun beating down on his back.
Earlier, he had been full of complaints about wearing such a ridiculous disguise.
But now, strangely enough—he had gotten somewhat used to it. It wasn't comfortable by any means, but he had stopped complaining while handing out balloon after balloon to the growing number of children around him.
