@bakedbreadstick “Okay, if you say so. But, just know that Mom didn’t buy this not-really-needed yet massive mansion just so that you can sit on the ->
@bakedbreadstick -> to that.
“She respects my privacy. And… I have this habit of blasting music really loud… Why are you sitting there, Uncle Luke? ->
@bakedbreadstick Belle noticed the action, but chose to ignore it. Everybody had their own habits and traits, and her uncle was certainly no exception ->
@bakedbreadstick “…come in. Mom made sure my room is soundproof.” She admitted, moving to be able to provide her uncle the space he needed to get inside.
@bakedbreadstick “YES!” Her eyes lit up at the sight of treats, taking it gently before nibbling on a piece.
“Mm, that’s good! Send him my regards, yeah? ->
@bakedbreadstick “Sorry, sorry!” She pulled away, the smile visible on her face. She had grown since she last saw him.
“I didn’t realize I got heavier.”
@bakedbreadstick “Mom! You said food is not for another hour!” She yelled at the knock, going over to open it. Upon seeing who it was, however, her eyes ->