I'm back and broke. lol.
Had my favourite noodle. Room's clean and tidy (thanks mummy or kakak!) but some clothes went missing. Guess they're at my aunt's or charity centre.
My aunt and cousin love to raid my wardrobe whenever I'm not around. Sometimes they'd just come by, wearing my belongings and say, 'Oh I saw this the other day and I think I look great in it. I bet you don't remember this belongs to you.'
Sometimes she'd say, 'You wouldn't even notice if I take something out of your wardrobe. So, might as well.'
I like how close my aunt and I are that she'd just take my stuff without having to ask, because she knew that I wouldn't mind anyway. After all, she's my aunt who stayed with me during my younger years and dressed me up like a princess.
She'd braid my hair and wear all sorts of cute and pretty clips on my head. She'd buy me all the lacey dresses and made sure I had matching shoes to go with them.
It feels good to be home.
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