¨It´s pink¨!
¨So¨
¨So, I´m a boy!¨
¨It doesn't matter it's just a shirt¨
¨It's got a tutu attached to the bottom¨
¨We can cut it of, come on let's go up the stairs to get some scissors¨
I don't know why but i'm sort of nervous. I shouldn't be because I know that he used to be a surgeon and the best one in the hospital at that, so he should have precision cutting. After he cut the tutu off he cooked me dinner and we ate at the outside table next to the river and that was just a day in the zombie apocalypse.
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