Doll was sitting at the dining room table. She was eating a soup of Worker oil and arms. Her long blue hair draped over her back. She’s still in her school cheerleader uniform. She may not attend practice anymore but she wears it for Lizzy. Doll was sitting at the opposite side of the table from her parents corpses which are still propped up in the chairs Doll watches them die in. “Я скучаю по еде с ними..” she mumbled to herself, taking another bite.

{SHE/HER}