Annabell Cooper
Annabell bit back the growl at the word Kid , she got so tired of being referred to as a kid. She glared up at the cook, and crossed her arms, like the pouting teenager she was. “If you must know I am 14. And you do kind of look like a vending machine.” She said grabbing the helmet from the cook and getting herself up on the bike, and grabbing a hold of the girl.
Her stomach growled and she poked the cook in the back “I’m hungry. I need Dango.” She said looking up at her “Soon.”
Annabell bit back the growl at the word Kid , she got so tired of being referred to as a kid. She glared up at the cook, and crossed her arms, like the pouting teenager she was. “If you must know I am 14. And you do kind of look like a vending machine.” She said grabbing the helmet from the cook and getting herself up on the bike, and grabbing a hold of the girl.
Her stomach growled and she poked the cook in the back “I’m hungry. I need Dango.” She said looking up at her “Soon.”