The oldest looking glass

Ireeeeeene.

Faaaaceless.

But um…Can you put me down…. [ But still…. ]

he’s…Dumb then… [ What, wait! Does that mean….What… ]

Mmm!! I guess. But he's still my friend, which makes me happy.

….What……?????

He didn't like me!! I told him I liked him a lot and he said he didn't like me like that.

[ Oh boy, she’s in your neck. Stroke her hair a little bit, kiiiiss her cheek, okay. ]

[ You're in his neck, oh boy. You're just gonna kiss his neck once. Now you're unbuttoning his jacket, but you're not taking his jacket off, You're wrapping it around yourself, now you're buttoning it back up. Perfect. ]

Oh, um…Question, I know this is dumb but…Is.."older" Vincent, and you, dating???

Hm? Oh!! Oh. No, he doesn't like me.

And, um, you’re…Big???? Big?? Irene???

Big!! Big Irene. Older Irene.