Lennon Rose is a blond-haired, blue-eyed design tailored for clients looking for innocence, adoration, and complete obedience. This programming is best suited for private use.
Product:Lennon Rose
Height:5’5”
Skin:White
Body Type:Extremely thin
Hair:Blond
Eyes:Blue
Function:Doll
Personality:Soft-spoken, innocent, obedient
Model Specifications:Hair worn long and straight with bangs. Makeup must enhance eye color, pale pink lids with black liner. No highlights on skin. Peach blush. Pink lips with high gloss. Clothing to be modest, with formal dresses in hues of blue.
NO VARIATION.
9
At first, I’m scared that we’ve lost her. But then we see a boy standing outside a matte black SUV, a girl in his arms as she stares up at him. It’s alarming at first. The Lennon Rose we knew always wanted to find love, make a connection. But she was so shy.
Watching her lean on a boy in a way that none of us ever have is jarring. The confidence with which Lennon Rose moves, the flirtatious smile and lingering touch. She’s different. I don’t know what’s been done to her.
The guy gives Lennon Rose a quick kiss on the lips and then gets inside his SUV. Lennon Rose walks around to the passenger side, pausing long enough to glance at us before climbing inside.
Sydney and I stop walking, knowing we can’t chase after her when she’s in a vehicle. Suddenly, a blue sedan pulls up beside us. My heart jumps, but when the window rolls down, I’m relieved to see it’s Adrian.
“Do you need a ride?” she asks.
I smile. “We do, actually. Thank you.”
Sydney and I open the doors and get in the backseat. Adrian glances in the mirror at us, and I realize I probably should have gotten in the front. I’m still adjusting to the etiquette of the outside world.
“Can you help us follow someone home?” I ask innocently.
Adrian smiles as if waiting for the punch line, but when it doesn’t come, she stares at me. “Wait, are you being serious?” she asks.
“We are,” Sydney says, leaning forward. “And hi, I’m Sydney.”
“Adrian.” She seems excited to have met another girl. I decide that I like her. Not enough to trust her with our secrets, but enough to continue getting to know her.
“We think we just saw our friend,” I explain. “And we had no idea she was alive.”
Sydney clears her throat, looking sideways at me.
“You know,” I add quickly. “Because we haven’t seen her in forever. And now she’s in town. We’re so relieved.” I’m rambling.
“Anyway,” I say with a shrug. “Before we could talk to her, she got into that SUV.” I point ahead to where the boy’s vehicle has started for the main road.
“Oh … ,” Adrian says. “You mean the blond girl dating Corris Hawkes?”
“You know her?” I ask.
“No.” She shakes her head. “But I’ve seen her around. She seems cool. Corris is nice; he’s not like the others.”
