I have no snippets at the moment for Neighbors so here's something from Gale's school life in the WoD with one of her girlfriends, another of my dolls.
Gale stared at the letter again; another year here was a bittersweet thought. She turned her gaze to the window; the skyline of Boston such as it was beyond the glass pane across a walled campus. She'd be turning into an adult here... and sooner rather than later according to the calendar. That was a thought which did not sit well in her heart at all.
"Oooh, what's that?" A fair hand snatched the letter from the desk Gale put it on before she could go back to it, and though she should've minded; the hand belonged to Francesca de Maiso, a girl who had very special privileges almost no one else in Gale's life did; a benefit born of being the girl who often hiked up her skirts.
"Huh, so dear old dad's leaving you in my ever caring hands, excellent." Francesca had the most beautiful sound that Gale had ever heard in her opinion; a voice that made her shiver whenever she heard it.
"Yep..." Gale sighed. "Another year here at Our Lady… I love you, Fran, with all my heart; but..."
"Oh no love, I understand; we've been here too damn long." Fran grabbed Gale's hands pulled her to her feet and spun her around. A couple of twirls later the two landed in a pile on their pseudo-double they discombobulated whenever room inspections swept the halls.
"Graduation day comes we're moving, where do you want to live once your parents can't tell you where that is?" Fran wasn't rich, but dreams were nice; and the two of them could make something work, preferably somewhere other than fucking Boston.
Gale literally looked up to her; Fran was nearly two meters tall. This was apparently weird for Italians. "Dunno, maybe New York? Seattle?"
"Wheresoever you want, my sweet."
