Oct 1, 2015
fourleafing liked for a starter
“Hey, Clover...”
It still felt weird for her to call people by their given names, sometimes. Granted, she’d never exactly been one for giving others respect in the first place, but that didn’t mean she didn’t hold them in respect. Seeing them all at her age - or younger, in one or two really disconcerting cases - was just plain weird. Then again, it did finally let her ask questions she’d always really wanted to without seeming too rude.
“How come you wear your dancer outfit everywhere? I mean, isn’t it cold and stuff? I’d have thought you’d change into and out of it when you needed to...”
