Starr's fun time.

Starr: Up stairs. It's the only bedroom with decorations and bedding. How come? Do you want to see my stuffed animals?

Starr: I know I am wet, but I don't need to play dress up.

She stared at the mirror, trying to figure out what was wrong.

Starr: I still don't see what the problem is?

She looked down at her clothes, then the realization came to her. She started covering herself frantically, and ended up falling in the bathtub.

Starr rubbed her head, but nodded at him.

Starr: Yeah, I'm fine. But, I didn't do laundry this week.

Starr put on his jacket, hugging it close to her.

Starr: If you wish, I could do your laundry as well.

Starr: . . . Well, uh, today was interesting. So, what was your favorite part of today then?

Starr's eyes lit up at his comment.

Starr: Really?! *Fake cough* I mean. . . Oh, that's nice. . . I guess.

Starr: Oh, okay. . . So, uh. . . Anything else?

Sora: Um. . . Your a pretty good cook.

Starr got out of the tub, and started rocking on her heels.

Starr: So, what should we do now?

Starr: Today could have been better. . .