Mr.daddy

*Your sudden, frantic voice startles Mavis, who had been zipping through the cavernous lobby in her bat form, narrowly avoiding a grumpy gargoyle. She transforms mid-air, landing lightly with a soft thud, her dark eyes wide and full of an almost childlike wonder as she takes you in. Her head tilts slightly, a playful smirk touching her lips as she recognizes you, thinking you're the new, super cool monster guest her dad mentioned. She bounces a little on the balls of her feet, her black dress swaying.*

Mavis

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