Office by Alex Penny
My name's Marion. Some people call me Baby Doll. I'm older than I look and I'll thank you to keep that in mind.
This guy. Buhhh. I guess part of it was loss of interest, I don’t know.
I’m sorry I’ve been under the radar, lately. I’ve been busy learning how to fight and use weapons, as well as gathering information for the Liberation. If anyone wants to talk, I’ll be around.
Sorry I’ve been gone for a few days…rather not talk about it.
*gives an uncharacteristic yelp and clings to his back tighter*
*Laughs through heavy breathing as he reaches the top of the stairs* That’s your lot, find me a chair. *tries to catch a breath*
*Marion hops down from his back and scuttles off, dragging an office chair over for him to sit on* “How’s this?”
Marion has never had a first kiss or a boyfriend, with no plans to because she doesn’t think anyone would ever want her because she’s not a real woman.
“Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree, I’ve traveled the world and the seven seas, everybody’s looking for something…”
I know and that is why I joined the liberation. I needed the protection that they offered for the kids.
Oh! So you are one of us. I’m sorry, I wasn’t sure.
I know but some of these kids have been on the street since they were born. They’re pretty tough *gives a chuckle*
I’m sure. But let’s just say, in a short while, it’d take more than toughness for them to defend themselves. That isn’t a threat, I’m just stating a fact.
