[And so begins the life of Vietnam never walking again. Or close enough. Good thing she doesn't mind...for now.]
Let's see... [She holds close, turning her head slightly.] Enter the hall, and walk straight. You will be forced to turn, and then you will see my bedroom.
[Which is totally bitching. Though they might want to do something about the curtains.]
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Let's see... [She holds close, turning her head slightly.] Enter the hall, and walk straight. You will be forced to turn, and then you will see my bedroom.
[Which is totally bitching. Though they might want to do something about the curtains.]