[I don't think your father likes me very much].
I mind-linked Violet, who was busy helping her father settle into his seat. I've spent the whole day preparing for the best dinner feast, asking John about his preferences and likes, only to be ignored by my father-in-law—future.
Though he'd occasionally let me help him with some tasks, he'd never responded to anything I said, and I was beginning to wonder if I smelled after a long day. I haven't got the time to bathe.
[Do I smell?] I walked over to Violet, having her see if I smelled bad.
[You don't]," she said after sniffing my body. "He's just—" [He's just tired. We talked a lot today] There comes her reassurance, but something in me tells me there's something more to it. I should've researched more about how to win him over.
