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Time to smile, Baku.
He watches as his lips tug up at the corners. It takes a few tries, his own mouth suddenly deciding to be stubborn. At first it's too little, not a wide enough smile, lips just barely curled up at the corners, no teeth showing. Then it's too much, overcompensating for the emptiness, desperate to hide the hallowed out feeling that is slowly starting to devour him. He watches as his smile stretches too wide, all of his teeth on display, cheeks hurting from the pull of it. He presses his lips back together, his eyes empty as ever.
Come on. Smile. You can do it. You know how to smile.