Room 201, Saturday
There was one little girl who expected everything to go her way. All she wanted to do was play outside and eat all the sweets. She was Alexandra Udinova, sole heir to Zetrov, her father's empire. She usually got what she wanted. Eight-year-old Alex was just a little more prone to entitlement. Mostly, though, she just wanted to have fun.
Today was no different. First, she had to find her hat and gloves. Despite her young age, Papa had taught her the importance of preparation. There were also the English lessons, though eight-year-old Alex had yet to perfect an American accent.
This was shaping up to be a memorable weekend for older Alex.
[open before she runs off]
Today was no different. First, she had to find her hat and gloves. Despite her young age, Papa had taught her the importance of preparation. There were also the English lessons, though eight-year-old Alex had yet to perfect an American accent.
This was shaping up to be a memorable weekend for older Alex.
[open before she runs off]