Current Class: Little Girl [Lvl 2]
Heading for the dinner table, you're already faced by Emily's gaze. Less of a glare and more a confirmation that you found what you were looking for. For the moment, you give her a nod back. Not because you actually found anything of note. Well, not counting the doll house of course.
Taking a seat at the table, you find yourself faced down with a kids meal.
"Their was a mistake with your order, but this works." your mom chimes in, looking your way. Of course she's going to get some kind of pleasure out of this. "After all, don't you want to be a little girl so badly?"
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