I want a milkshake.
Ahem.
Anyways.
I think Francis sneaked buying the other fancy outfits behind my back. I guess that's not the worst thing ever, hah. I just don't want to go out with a child who looks like a fancy doll. Along with that, children grow fast, so she would be grown out of those clothes in two months.
Oh well. He'll deal with that...haha.
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Amara's Diary
RawakDon't expect this to be filled with a giggling girl talking about crushes. Or rather, like Prussia's diary. Property of Amara F. Jones.
