- Messages
- 11
- OOC First Name
- Kiersten
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Age
- 10/2050 (10)
Charlotte was actually to go to daycare for once. She had gotten to see her grandparents and, most importantly, her dad. She didn't understand why she couldn't see him more often because she was sure that he wanted to see her and Margot. He had to want to because he always told her that he loved her more than she loved him. Lottie assumed it was because her mom wouldn't let him, but her Nanny Sofia assured her that her mom was not being mean. Charlotte still had her own ideas.
As she entered the daycare, she ran to her cubby and hung her backpack up before finding a spot on the floor to play with her new toy. Her daddy had gotten her the most wonderful thing for Christmas - her first real broom. Unfortunately, she wasn't allowed to bring her broom to the daycare, no matter how hard she tried, and she had to settle for the other thing her dad had given her. Charlotte arranged a set of dolls, each with a unique outfit that suited a supposed personality. She started sorting through a box of other doll clothes to change one of their outfits as she hummed to herself.
As she entered the daycare, she ran to her cubby and hung her backpack up before finding a spot on the floor to play with her new toy. Her daddy had gotten her the most wonderful thing for Christmas - her first real broom. Unfortunately, she wasn't allowed to bring her broom to the daycare, no matter how hard she tried, and she had to settle for the other thing her dad had given her. Charlotte arranged a set of dolls, each with a unique outfit that suited a supposed personality. She started sorting through a box of other doll clothes to change one of their outfits as she hummed to herself.