"Hello again, everyone." Finn tells his phone. "As promised, we're back. And we're picking out stuff for this terribly bland bedroom." He does a slow spin around the room, then stops in front of where I'm sitting on the bed. "Well, maybe not all bland."
"Are you coming, or not?" I ask, biting back a smile.
"I sure am, I just have to set up the camera." He tells me.
He does, then sits next to me on the bed. "Where to first?" He asks.
"Pinterest." I say without thinking, then look at the camera. "The room is huge, so I have no idea what to do with the space. I'm thinking about a bed, a vanity on one side, and a music station on the other." I say, thinking out-loud. I look at Finn, and he looks surprised. I shrug.
Pinterest is my safe place. It's where I get all of my inspiration. I look for a vanity first. As I look, I wonder if I have enough money for what I'm looking for. "Okay, I was wrong. I have to check my bank account first." I say. Finn tries to say something, but I shoot daggers at him.
Welcome back Ladybug:
Regular checking: $78,375
Regular savings: $83,934
Home savings: $15,360
....
I still don't understand why Mom put 'ladybug' on my bank account, but it makes me feel close to her, so I don't question it. At least I have enough money.
"Okay, we're good. Back to Pinterest." I announce to the camera. Finn smiles. "Look with me?" I ask. He grins and nods. I lay my head in his shoulder so he can see better. "I hear your heartbeat." I whisper. He chuckles and plays with my hair.
"What's a vanity?" He wonders.
"It's, like, a makeup desk." I explain. I feel him nod, and I start to type.
We scroll for awhile, but at one point he stops me and grabs my phone. I watch as he taps the screen, then shows me.
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"Aren't they supposed to have, like, shelves or drawers?" He asks. I grin, proudly, and nod. "And, that chair would feel weird on your butt." He tells me. I burst into laughter. He shows the camera. "This is a makeup 'don't'." He says, making me laugh even harder.
"Come on, I've gotta pick something. And it's gotta be able to match whatever the bed and music station looks like." I giggle grabbing my phone. I find one. Plain, but cute. And one right beside it. Not plain, Equally as cute.
"Shoot, I'm torn." I tell Finn. I show him what I mean.
"You can't trust me with this type of thing, Princess." He explains. I roll my eyes.
"Okay. You guys, I need your help. I'm torn between two options. I want you guys to choose. I'll send out a poll right now, and you guys vote." I say, setting up a poll.
