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by wallm0

by wallm0

catra was unsure of the situation.

she was sitting down on a chair with her hands on the table, looking down.

was she going to get in a orphanage? or maybe she was just getting a meal and then put in the box again?

honestly, she was scared of the blonde girl in front of her. if that really was her mother, why wasn't she afraid?

everyone around Catra age,that she get to know, was petrified of older figure. Adore looked comfortable.

how?

everything looked so weird.

the picture on the walls, the vase and flowers and the warmth that house gives was so uncomfortable.

a plate full of food was in front of her, cutlery in her hands.

She thought at first, looking at her lap in disbelief.

"something's wrong?" Vivian asked, looking at Catra with confusion in her ayes.

"nothing" she mumbled, posing the cutlery in the table.

the man at the table frowned, tensing up

she didn't touched the food