Entry 34
Big Sis just left. I think she didn't realise that Brush Dancer was... missing.
Hehehehe.
Well today was... quite interesting. It certainly has something to write about, as compared to the other few dozen times she visited which didn't really bear fruit...
Something new today! She's sharing her personal life with me again.
I think I've started to earn her trust, at least a little bit.
So. Apparently.
There's this guy who's been sending Big Sis some really nasty icky creepy dolls. Celest thinks they're touching, but I think they're incredibly weird.
Like, they're just way too... detailed to just be something of a gift, you know? Also I swear to Colt the hair on that one doll is real. Like... as in HERS.
I didn't tell her that though. Also the pictures. I mean sheesh, who does something like that? It's grossing me out, to be honest.
Celest didn't have to show them to me.
She really didn't have to leave me one of them.
I sort of gave her one of those kind of half fake smiles that you give to ponies when they accidentally spill a cup of carrot juice all over your hair and you're telling them oh, it's ok. Don't worry!
Yeah... I'm going to flush this thing.
Maybe I should put it where Brush Dancer was. I don't think she'd notice the difference.
Hehehe!