"You've got a bit of pudding on your chin ----------- right -------- Come here." and she's just going to wipe it away shyly because human interaction isn't her forte.

                "But when you call me baby, I know I'm not the only one --------------"

(☾☆) — There was nothing Rosemary detested more than the parties her parents forced her to attend. She could only fake so many smiles while listening to dull stories of their business partners for so long. When she saw the chance to sneak out she took it without hesitation. The soft sound of clicking heals could be heard as the young woman waked through the streets in her pastel lavender dress and lavish jewelry. ❝I need a drink, or ten.❞ The words were murmured mainly to herself rather than the man beside her she hadn't even noticed.