Chapter 77 – Lance “Your dolls are so pretty.” I voiced out as I sat right in front of Marjorie. She has this small table appropriate for her height and it was displayed with lots of toys. “Who’s the prettiest?” I asked wanting to start a casual conversation with her. “They’re all pretty just like me.” She replied as she handed me this one doll wearing a blue and red gown with glitters on it. “Sure, they’re all pretty. Does your dolls have names?” “Yeah, that one,” She pointed at the doll that she gave me. “Her name’s Trixie.” “Trixie huh?!” I looked at the doll on my hand and pretended that I’m talking to her. “Hi, Trixie.” I made my voice cartoonish to sound as if I’m part of the world that Marjorie was playing. “And this is Katya.” Marjorie said pertaining to the other doll that she was holding in her hand. “My mom named them.” “Oh, did she?” “Yeah, it’s from drag race.” Marjorie trailed and even though she was struggling a little bit to speak very fluently, I still understo
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