Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Garamound]Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚ ╝
Zero snapped at Grell, losing his patience. Doll took a step back, a bit taken aback by Zero's approach. He wanted answers, leading Doll to believe that he also had no idea where they were or what they were doing here. Instantly Zero regained his composure; Doll's appetite was lost. She went to pick up the folder and took it to Zero's room, bringing her crayons as well. She settled down on the plush carpet, beginning her doodles. What new things did Doll like? Snow, she decided. Yes, she very much liked it. Oh and Christmas! Doll couldn't wait to celebrate it. She wondered what sort of things you did on Chri-
Her thoughts were cut off when Zero started talking. Did she know what they were doing here? Doll shook her head, "No." She had no idea, to be honest. Doll sat up, wondering if this was going to be another serious conversation. "I thought at first that maybe we were just going on a trip, but everyone's acting so serious and they keep talking quietly like they don't want us to hear.... It's scaring me." Doll was being honest. In a hugely inappropriate response, her stomach growled. It was almost laughable, how serious she was trying to be, then her stomach goes off and does something like that. "I'm sorry," Doll apologized, trying to suppress her giggles. "I'll be right back," she stood and went to the other room, grabbing a piece of toast and a cup of chocolate milk before returning.
She sat back down, wiping crumbs from her mouth with the back of her hand. Something caught her eye, a small square piece of paper that had fallen to the ground by the desk. It couldn't have been bigger than her thumb and yet, there was quite the familiar character printed on it. She blinked in surprise, but said nothing, training her eyes back on Zero.
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Garamound]Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B
Zero snapped at Grell, losing his patience. Doll took a step back, a bit taken aback by Zero's approach. He wanted answers, leading Doll to believe that he also had no idea where they were or what they were doing here. Instantly Zero regained his composure; Doll's appetite was lost. She went to pick up the folder and took it to Zero's room, bringing her crayons as well. She settled down on the plush carpet, beginning her doodles. What new things did Doll like? Snow, she decided. Yes, she very much liked it. Oh and Christmas! Doll couldn't wait to celebrate it. She wondered what sort of things you did on Chri-
Her thoughts were cut off when Zero started talking. Did she know what they were doing here? Doll shook her head, "No." She had no idea, to be honest. Doll sat up, wondering if this was going to be another serious conversation. "I thought at first that maybe we were just going on a trip, but everyone's acting so serious and they keep talking quietly like they don't want us to hear.... It's scaring me." Doll was being honest. In a hugely inappropriate response, her stomach growled. It was almost laughable, how serious she was trying to be, then her stomach goes off and does something like that. "I'm sorry," Doll apologized, trying to suppress her giggles. "I'll be right back," she stood and went to the other room, grabbing a piece of toast and a cup of chocolate milk before returning.
She sat back down, wiping crumbs from her mouth with the back of her hand. Something caught her eye, a small square piece of paper that had fallen to the ground by the desk. It couldn't have been bigger than her thumb and yet, there was quite the familiar character printed on it. She blinked in surprise, but said nothing, training her eyes back on Zero.