Donning a sweetheart-style brown dress made of lace with leggings underneath, a headband, some accessories and an adorable cape over in a darker shade. I pair the outfit with matching shinning bellies and applying a brownish makeup, looking a bit decent, I grab my matching purse and walk out of the room.
I descend the stairs to find the three men in the living room. I walk to them only to watch them play some... name, place, animal, and thing, game. I remember playing it when I was little.
They halt the exact moment I stand next to the coffee table and my father happens to look up. "Princess..." he calls out, "Good morning." in a sarcastic tone since I notice how it is around eleven-thirty in the morning, right now.
I smile back with equal sarcasm, "... good morning to you too, dad
