Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚ ╝
He was back by the time Doll had finished reading the first page. He worked quickly, but Doll already knew that. She slid off of the bed, meeting him at the door. He had a relatively modest sized bag slung over his shoulder and an unreadable expression on his face. It instantly melted once she locked eyes with him though and Doll smiled, albeit a bit shyly. "Where are we going?" Doll tried once more, hoping for at least some sort of answer this time. He moved to the closet though, asking if she had a sweatshirt. Doll shook her head, "they already emptied out all of the drawers." The female replied, clutching the diary to her chest. Zero unzipped his bag, rifling through it and throwing a navy sweatshirt at her. It landed over her head and Doll pulled the sweatshirt off, holding it in her arms. She looked between him and the journal, wondering if it would be alright to hand it to him. It would probably be the most covert method of sneaking it out. "Alright," she nodded her head, sticking the diary into Zero's suitcase before he zipped it shut.
She shrugged the sweatshirt on, zipping it up in the front. It was awfully big, but it was warm and it smelled like Zero. "I'm ready," the girl said eagerly, following after Zero. She was excited to see where they were going. Another adventure? Perhaps. As they went downstairs, a few of the staff had gathered as well as Grell. Doll didn't really consider him staff since he seemed to be pretty close to the Doctor and Zero. There was a sort of nonchalant air about the group here and Doll wondered what they could possibly all be doing down here, gathered like this. They were rushed out the door, three or four cars awaiting to take them. Outside, the sky was darkening. Was the day really coming to a close so fast?
As they prepared the vehicles, Doll ran to a pile of fluffy snow and jumped into it, her nose turning red from the cold. The house was decorated with lights like fireflies of all different colors (she had found a book today describing the little light bugs). It had been about little children catching them in jars and setting them free at the end of the night. They looked like lanterns glowing in the sky as they drifted upwards, set free by the children once more. They were getting in the car, Doll tried to bring a handful of snow with her, not really understanding its properties, but by the time she reached the car door it had all but melted, leaving nothing but a cold memory in her fingertips. As they drove away, Doll turned in the seat to look back at the mansion and its flickering lights.
When she turned forward, she noticed a lot of the houses had the same technicolor florescence on the outside. "Why are all the houses so pretty tonight?" Doll turned in the seat to ask Zero. Grell was in the front seat with the driver, who was a man Doll had never seen before.
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B
He was back by the time Doll had finished reading the first page. He worked quickly, but Doll already knew that. She slid off of the bed, meeting him at the door. He had a relatively modest sized bag slung over his shoulder and an unreadable expression on his face. It instantly melted once she locked eyes with him though and Doll smiled, albeit a bit shyly. "Where are we going?" Doll tried once more, hoping for at least some sort of answer this time. He moved to the closet though, asking if she had a sweatshirt. Doll shook her head, "they already emptied out all of the drawers." The female replied, clutching the diary to her chest. Zero unzipped his bag, rifling through it and throwing a navy sweatshirt at her. It landed over her head and Doll pulled the sweatshirt off, holding it in her arms. She looked between him and the journal, wondering if it would be alright to hand it to him. It would probably be the most covert method of sneaking it out. "Alright," she nodded her head, sticking the diary into Zero's suitcase before he zipped it shut.
She shrugged the sweatshirt on, zipping it up in the front. It was awfully big, but it was warm and it smelled like Zero. "I'm ready," the girl said eagerly, following after Zero. She was excited to see where they were going. Another adventure? Perhaps. As they went downstairs, a few of the staff had gathered as well as Grell. Doll didn't really consider him staff since he seemed to be pretty close to the Doctor and Zero. There was a sort of nonchalant air about the group here and Doll wondered what they could possibly all be doing down here, gathered like this. They were rushed out the door, three or four cars awaiting to take them. Outside, the sky was darkening. Was the day really coming to a close so fast?
As they prepared the vehicles, Doll ran to a pile of fluffy snow and jumped into it, her nose turning red from the cold. The house was decorated with lights like fireflies of all different colors (she had found a book today describing the little light bugs). It had been about little children catching them in jars and setting them free at the end of the night. They looked like lanterns glowing in the sky as they drifted upwards, set free by the children once more. They were getting in the car, Doll tried to bring a handful of snow with her, not really understanding its properties, but by the time she reached the car door it had all but melted, leaving nothing but a cold memory in her fingertips. As they drove away, Doll turned in the seat to look back at the mansion and its flickering lights.
When she turned forward, she noticed a lot of the houses had the same technicolor florescence on the outside. "Why are all the houses so pretty tonight?" Doll turned in the seat to ask Zero. Grell was in the front seat with the driver, who was a man Doll had never seen before.