"Um...okay." Jiao mumbled as Peter insisted against all odds that he actually liked his clothes. How anyone could like looking like a pile of depressing bedsheets she wasn't sure, was actually pretty sure that he was definitely lying. He didn't sound too confident about it at least.
She saw the way he wistfully looked her up and down and smiled, even though his next bizarre statement that he wasn't meant to be pretty. "Everyone's meant to be pretty. Why couldn't you be? I mean, sure, you got...a lot of work to do, but..."
Jiao tried to reach forward and grab Peter's jaw, turn his face this way and that. "You got good cheekbones and a cute nose. Curly hair, too. With a bit of polishing I could make you so cute! Isn't there a girl or a boy or anyone you want to impress?" She grinned, hoping he would have some kind of crush; it was usually a good motivator for a makeover.
Jiao
Better do as I please, until I tell you to stop
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
When I rule the world, then you're the little girl
