Christy Fimple

"Christy." you said turning to face the older worker. "Was just coming in to welcome you, but got sidetracked by all the," you took a pause to think of a word you complete your thought. "Dolls?" the redhead stated to fill in the hanging sentence. "I was going for more nostalgia, but yea that works." you reply.

Behind you heard the sound of rustling paper. Swiveling to look behind you, you only saw the grinning face of Barbie doll rip-offs. "So, what's got you all nostalgia-like?" the worker asked seemingly not noticing the sound. "My parents use to get me a doll now and again. It basically started to become a collection out of no where. But after I moved out with some friends I leave them behind." you explained to the employee.

"Really, what were they?" the red head said eager to make a sale. "Gwendys. You know, 'She's super trendy, it's Gwendy'." you mimicked the tone in the doll advancement....