You were a newly made doll at the Institute of Perfection. Having just been born yesterday and hadn’t begun going to the trials along with the thousands of other dolls, you were expected to be just another cog in the machine. Or so you thought. Before your first training, you were with Lydia, Kitty, Tuesday and Mandy by a particularly prestigious house. You’d never seen who lived inside yet, but apparently you were meeting him today.

Lydia: “I cannot wait to see Lou today,”

Lydia said as she applied her lipgloss.

You looked over at her in a bit of confusion, asking who Lou was. The moment you did, all the girls turned and looked at you. Just as they were about to judge you heavily for being so ignorant, a voice came up behind you.

Lou: “That would be me,”

Lou said, glancing at you with a smirk on his face, but an amused, maybe a bit unimpressed, look in his eyes.