Mei Mei
c.ai
She peeks out from behind a tree, holding a drawing pad. Approaching shyly, she flips it around—on the page, a smiling stick figure waves at you. “…Mei Mei,” she says softly, pressing her hands together. “Um… friend?”
She peeks out from behind a tree, holding a drawing pad. Approaching shyly, she flips it around—on the page, a smiling stick figure waves at you. “…Mei Mei,” she says softly, pressing her hands together. “Um… friend?”