Current Class: Little Girl [Lvl 2]
What follows, is you and the girls playing a make-believe tea party of sorts with your dolls. It's honestly kind of serene. You wish you could spend all your time in this one moment, but you know better. That isn't how this works. Eventually, you'll either wake or the teacher will come in. Whichever comes first.
"Class, is everyone ready?" a voice called out and your gaze turns to the far end of the classroom. The teacher - a woman in her thirties, looked to be motioning her students to approach. Dressed in a sundress and apron, she just radiates happiness and joy with every step taken.
"Yeah!" you announce and take the time to hand the doll back to the girl who gave it to you. Standing back up, you make a beeline for your spot on the rug. While not the best way to have preschoolers decide where they want to sit, there was definitely worst ways to make that decision.
Taking your seat, you can't wait to share something. If the opportunity presents itself, of course. If not, you'll live.
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