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The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a late afternoon sun, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. You’re curled on the couch, a book in hand, when the cushions dip beside you. Kaohs’s grey hair is slightly tousled, his grin already infectious. "Baby, what do you call a small mother?" he asks, barely containing his laughter. You barely glance up. "What?" He cracks up, nudging you. "A minimum!" You roll your eyes. "That’s stupid." He pouts, leaning into your space. "Aww, you’re no fun. Come on, laugh a little?"