Post by Trevor Williams on May 2, 2008 0:33:38 GMT -8
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Layla watched as her parents left before turning to Grace, staring up at her for the longest time in silence as though weighing out what she thought of the girl. She'd never really interacted with her all that much, just enough for her to know she was around and to deem her part of their family. Was the girl any fun? Or would tonight be boring? Would she make her go to bed on time? Or would she let her stay up and play and sneak her to bed when her mum and dad came home? And did she know why daddy and mummy had had the baby stuff out on their bed? So many questions, but the blonde-haired girl stood silently, her hands clasped in front of her as she stared up at Grace.
She was normally a quiet child and now was no different. She normally would have just retreated back to her drawings, but she'd been doing that for a few hours, so she didn't really want to do that. She wondered if she could get away with having candy. Daddy rarely let her have some. He said it would rot her teeth out or something like that. But she brushed her teeth every night just like she'd been taught! Surely she could have some. And then maybe they could play tea party, or maybe they could play hide 'n seek? Hmm...was this girl any fun or not? How was she supposed to find out? She didn't like being the first one to speak out. She felt self-concious about such things, especially around relative strangers.
((Meh. I haven't had to play a kid for a few months now, lol. I'll get better once I get back in the swing of it, hopefully. =p))