You giggled and shook you head, watching Taron uncomfortably adjust himself in the chair, his legs being too long to fit properly without him having to awkwardly bend his ankles.
“What’re you giggling at?” He asked with a teasing smirk which only served to make you laugh harder.
“Are you okay?” You asked in between chuckles and gestured to the chair. He looked down at it with a grin, biting his lip as he shuffled around once again. (gif)
“I’m fine,” He replied, the smile still on his face, “But I mean, I wouldn’t object to a bigger chair though…”