Greatwater Lake Coin operated boy - all the other real ones that I destroy

Whisker gave her a sheepish shrug, smile, and nod before she asked his name. Oh! I'm Whisker. Because of my white whiskers. At least that was what he had been told. They were white while the rest of him was as black as night. He had never really caught a good look at them, considering his only mirrors had been puddles of water. He'd also been told he had pretty eyes by a few, but he hadn't been able to confirm that. He just had to take their word for it.

Sorry if I kinda made a fool of myself. There's just something about you... I don't know what it is, but I feel like we were meant to meet. Is that crazy? Am I making more of a fool of myself? Whisker winced, clamping his jaw shut so he would stop yammering on.