something’s not right from within and it irks her not being able to put a label on it. usually, if it were something from outside, the barbie doctors and nurses would have fixed it – worst case scenario, she’d go to weird barbie, but only if necessary. and, despite the turmoil from within, she slowly raised her hand to wave at @nobelbarbie, the smile plastered across her features forced and visibly broken. anything could’ve been broken but not the smile! that was plainly outrageous. ❝ hi barbie. ❞ the low vocals in her tone have blown her cover away ; not that she tried to hide it. not that she knew how anyway. this was her first time experiencing such – what’s the word for it? weird? icky? maybe bleh? probably bleh. a bleh feeling. ❝ i, uhm, wanted to ask you something, it’s from your field and uhm, ❞ for someone who learned hundreds of lines by heart, struggling with words in this manner is sad to watch. ❝ can you explain me what time really is? ❞ there was some sort of cohesivity, but truth was, barbie has been plagued by mortal fears, seemingly forgetting that she’s a doll.
