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[ her daily routine started off as it usually did: crawling out of bed and plopping on the floor, letting out a little oof! at the impact. picking herself up, she makes her way to her bathroom in a hurry to do her business, throwing her hands up in the air when she scurries out into her room in a victory! fashion. after that she throws open her closet and drawers, rummaging around to pick out an outfit for the day.

pulls her shirt over her head, snaps her jumper on, then picks up her pajamas to set them on her bed neatly; her personal (ninja) maid would surely put it into the wash for her. fistpumps once, quickly crawling onto her bed to pet ~~her fat kitty~~ catbert, telling him to be good while she goes to find daddy before zipping out of the room at top-speed.

says a quick HI, BYE! to one of the maids along the way, zooming and rolling around to peer into every corner to find albert. stands up from peeking underneath a bed to tap her chin, going AH-HAH! when a thought strikes her; the study was her final destination. and when she gets there and sees her daddy she snickers, quietly crawling on the ground slowly so that he wouldn't notice her right away. peeks up over the table, beaming when she sees a plate of cheese there. shifty-eyes to albert, reaching a hand out to nab a few pieces and plop onto the ground.

& that's the pattern she'll have for a while, continuing on ~~stealing~~ nomming down the cheese as quietly as possible, her previous mission long forgotten in the face of a cheesy-delicious breakfast. ]

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[ a few more pets before scooting closer to albert again. rests her head on his shoulder. ]

I love you, daddy.

[ kisses the top of her head. ]

And I, you.

Will you visit me sometime?

Of course. I will visit any time I can.

[ closes her eyes again, leaning on him further as she relaxes. ]

With mommy?

When her schedule allows, yes.

Then I'll wait for her. And you.

[ rests his head against hers. ]

We will never make you wait long.

[ nods a little bit at that, mulling over her thoughts for the moment. and then: ]

Daddy, what was it like for you when you were in college?

[ a short pause to think. ]

It did not differ much from my high school experience, beyond the logistics.

Did you like it?

Mm. It was quite enjoyable.

You lived in a dorm too, didn't you?

Yes, though my experience was much quieter than that of Damon's.

Well... if Damon and daddy could do it, then I can do it too!

[ firm nod, clutching a hand into a fist in determination. ]

[ reaches over to give that fist a fond pat. ]

Of course. There is no need for doubt.

[ smiles at that, feeling invigorated (and slightly better) at his words that she slowly stands. hands go to her hips. ]

Then I suppose I should go and pack the rest of my things.

Do you require assistance?

[ shakes her head a little, lifting an arm to flex it. ]

It's okay, daddy. I can do it!

Very well. What would you like to do after you finish?

Can we maybe play the drawing game...?

Just you and I? Or should we ask your mother to join us as well?

... ! Mommy should join us too!

Then she shall. I'm sure she would love to.

[ leans down to nuzzle noses with him happily. ]

Will you come get me later, then?

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