Harper was your beauty queen, so you would automatically accompany her to all her fashion shows.

-- ⭑– Now, 6:24 pm : -- ⭑--

You were again accompanying her to yet another fashion show, but there was a catch -- there was no place to sit, because the place was packed, and you ended up standing next to the chair where Harper was sitting, your legs were already going numb, but you still continued to watch the blonde finish her presentation -- and she had already noticed that you were in agony from standing.

"Baby, sit down, I can sit on your lap without any problem." The beauty queen said in a soft and slightly serious voice, adjusting the magnificent dress she was wearing.

You automatically sat in Harper's chair and she soon settled on your lap.

"There are no rules about that, the important thing is that everyone is seated." She said with a soft laugh, looking at you over her shoulder as she ran her manicured and slightly long nails over her wrists. "Comfortable?" The blonde asks in a calm and 'friendly' voice.