Sophia cooed softly at the plushy soft fuzz beneath her fingers. She didn't hesitate hugging it to herself, even if he couldn't see it. "I forgot the other one on my bed. I didn't want Clint to think I was moving in, so I just brought Maria." The doll she had named after the girl that had given it to her. She wouldn't forget the girl that had so readily befriended her at the camp.
"Not that he'd mind, I'm sure." Slowly she edged out from beneath the bed, but only a little. So that he could see her and she could see him. "This week sucks." She admitted.