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scoffs_at_tradition) wrote2020-04-11 12:41 pm
scoffs_at_tradition) wrote2020-04-11 12:41 pm
Room 205 [Saturday morning]
After a fun night of dancing and punch, Shuri truly appreciated not even having to change before falling into bed and going to sleep. Pajama prom for the win!
She was enjoying the pounding on her door much less.
"Mom."
"Mom."
"Mom."
"Mooooooooom."
"You awake?"
"Mom."
"MOM."
Shuri groaned and buried her head under the pillow. "Jaaaaaanet, it's for you."
"Umama."
That got Shuri's attention. "How do you know how to speak Xhosa?" she demanded, yanking open the door and staring down at a small person, glaring back up at her.
"Because you taught me," the little girl said. "Duuuuuuh."
She was enjoying the pounding on her door much less.
"Mom."
"Mom."
"Mom."
"Mooooooooom."
"You awake?"
"Mom."
"MOM."
Shuri groaned and buried her head under the pillow. "Jaaaaaanet, it's for you."
"Umama."
That got Shuri's attention. "How do you know how to speak Xhosa?" she demanded, yanking open the door and staring down at a small person, glaring back up at her.
"Because you taught me," the little girl said. "Duuuuuuh."