8th Feather: Droned

[angel_of_junk]

Good morning everyone! What a wonderful and beautiful day it is today! I think I'm going to go for a walk after breakfast, so please join me out there!

*Suigintou is back, but so very droned. You might meet her eating breakfast, skipping down the road, or playing in the park*

Comments

[nosferatroll]

...what is this?

[angel_of_junk]

Oh, if it isn't my best friend Evangeline! How are you doing? Want to play house again?

[nosferatroll]

House?

[angel_of_junk]

Yeah. We pretend to be good housewives, waiting for our husbands to come home! It's our favorite game!

[nosferatroll]

I've got a much better idea.

[angel_of_junk]

Hmm, you thought up a new game Eva? Oh tell me what it is!

[nosferatroll]

Why don't you let me braid your hair and do you up like a doll?

[angel_of_junk]

Oh Eva, you love your dolls don't you?

I guess that's ok. Can I make you pretty too?

[nosferatroll]

Might as well. It'll pass the time.

[angel_of_junk]

Great! I'll be right over!

*Hangs up, and runs to Eva's house*

[nosferatroll]

[Already waiting on the front porch with a hair brush >:D This is her favorite hobby.]

[angel_of_junk]

*Hugs Eva*

Take good care of me! Papa loves this hair of mine.

[nosferatroll]

G-Get off of me!

[angel_of_junk]

*lets go*

Aww, why don't you like hugs?

[nosferatroll]

I just don't want one. I wouldn't expect you to understand anyway.

[angel_of_junk]

You always are such a spoil sport. You should let people hug you more.