You look out Your window and see a 17 year old girl looking in at you with a smile. She then walks over to the accessories and picks out a box with a picture of nice clothes on it and a little hair brush. She then starts walking again.
The rest of the ride wasn't much interest to you so you just sit and wait it out. Soon you fall asleep. Your awoken by a loud riping sound and a cool breeze. You look over and see that the side of your box has been torn away, and your new owner is smiling in at you. Without warning Her slender hand came in and wrapped around your waist and pulled you out. She then dumped your pillow/bed onto her bed and threw the box into a trash can next to a desk. Good reddens you say as you look at the trash can. She simply laughs at this and walks back to her bed and plops down on it and sets you in front of her face.
I'm Jasmine, whats your name? I don't have one. You own me, you name me. She smiles at you and starts petting you. Ok, whats a good name for a little-
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