"Master Sean Lowell!" The Devilish Lolita ran too fast and nearly stumbled beside Sean Lowell's hospital bed.
Along the way, she almost knocked over Sean's IV bottle.
Artie Vaughn looked at the IV, now only one-fifth full, with lingering fear, unsure what consequences would follow if she had indeed collided with it.
Artie patted her little heart nestled in her ample bosom. Thankfully, thankfully.
Occasionally causing a little mischief adds fun to life.
Doing it nonstop all day would make life tiresome.
The fact that he was lying on a hospital bed meant Sean Lowell couldn't help Artie up, so he could only remind her aloud, "Winters Ambassador, are you okay? Be careful."
"Okay!" Artie nodded vigorously, her smile bursting with beauty, charm, and allure.
It was as if "Be careful" were the most beautiful words in the world.
