❛ARE YOU SURE THIS IS OKAY ? ❜ Eyes are downcast as she speaks , small hands running over sleek fabric that doesn’t belong to her. She’s a bit uncomfortable – this situation is new & she can’t shake the feeling she’s doing something she could get in trouble for – but she won’t deny the woman’s attempt at kindness. Stray’s tattered & dirty clothes lie discarded on the floor , forgotten as she turns to face Liz , green eyes seeking approval (or criticism ).
❝ OF COURSE this is okay, doll. ❞ a smile, the very picture of patient joy, paints her complexion into a reflection of the small bubble of pride bursting &swelling within her chiffon - concealed chest. she rises from her careful perch on the edge of her duvet as the younger turns to liz for commendation: something she is all too happy to gift. ❝ oh, ❞ a gushing of an exclamation escapes her, ❝ you look gorgeous. how does it feel on? ❞
