"A cat?" On the contrary, Adia, Anna doesn't want that to stay hidden. One might say she'd like you to let the cat out of the bag, even! She smiles tentatively and sits a little straighter, scooting closer as she twists her fingers up together excitedly. "Is it friendly? I think I'd like to see it. I miss having a cat. We always had them on the farm growing up! Food was too short to let the mice get to it."
She glances between the bag and the woman before she realizes she's forgotten her manners. She clears her throat and asks, "But how have you been? You look really good. Did you cut your hair? Get a tan? Something's different about you..."
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Date: 2018-09-01 12:18 am (UTC)She glances between the bag and the woman before she realizes she's forgotten her manners. She clears her throat and asks, "But how have you been? You look really good. Did you cut your hair? Get a tan? Something's different about you..."