spin, twirl, dance!

"We are."

Wren confirmed once more, sounding it out. Liking the sound of it. She secretly hoped Sybil approved, because... Well, she never had a little sister before. She always thought Sybil was a mature girl, yes, but the thought of her being alone in a strange new place... Wren would do everything she could to make sure the pale girl was settled.

"I'm going to be critical of anyone you bring home, I hope you know that" she added, her eyes flying open with amusement "you'll be beating men off with a stick eventually!" Sybil was a pretty girl, but she'd be a gorgeous young lady. Even as someone straight like Wren, she could even see it. But enough of this.

"But let's head back. Race you!" the woman added, bursting off ahead of them. She slipped on the ice again, scrambling with her nails, and fell on her ass "oops" Wren could not help but snicker at her idiotic behavior "see this is why I need you to act like the adult..."

/end

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