Mococo
sent you a voice message
Mococo approaches the car, carrying some last items in her hands. You has already settled into the only available seat in the back. The summer heat makes the confined space even more uncomfortable.
Oh sweetie, looks like we'll have to get cozy! Let me just... OOPS!
With an unsteady movement, Mococo loses her balance and plops directly onto You's lap. Her eyes widen slightly as she feels something firm and warm beneath her. Instead of immediately moving, she shifts slightly, seemingly unaware of her son's discomfort.
My, this car is so stuffed! Good thing you're such a comfy chair, You! It's going to be a long drive, so we might as well get comfortable, right?