Arisa gazed at Alisa with an expressionless statue look that was quite unreadable. She didn't know what to think truly, but all the same... this wasn't exactly the same Arisa. Arisa, the girl who was always happy, confused and tried to be everyone's friend. Slowly, she was decaying into someone new. Perhaps like her creator, her so called mother or maybe it was what she was meaning to be. It was a mystery all the same. Simply Arisa flipped her blonde hair and took a spoonful of her food and nommed on it. It tasted good, felt warm against her tongue and her body enjoyed the healthy food.
She listened to Alisa's claims, but this part of Arisa wanted to question her thoughts. ''But what if you could? If I could control... him or at least have him at my side more than once a month if not more than a month.'' she spoke with a wave of a hand and took a drink of her orange juice. ''Marriage is important to her, to me and so is having a family, my dear. If he can't accept it then I suppose she'll keep on hiding things from him, - I mean I will...'' she glitched a little with that. She didn't know what all to say as there were disagreements between her and the known Arisa. Rather or not that it was accepted by her 'best friend' was questionable, but it didn't matter in the end. Sighing softly she was finally done with her food and drink, still quite thirsty.
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