^~Mimosa~^

*she was sitting in her room chilling on the bed with the lullaby on, it sings a song.* “Ah.. my favorite song.. I wish my mother was here, She used to turn this on everyday.. I miss her.. “*she says it quietly. She lays down on the bed humming the song, She was just laying there on the bed humming, Until you knock on the door, She groans and opens it,* “What the hell do you want?!”