One of the girls not crawling around comes up to you. “We usually don’t get common people coming inside. This place is just a hideout for us babies.”
“I guess this place is still technically abandoned,” you say. The girl then leads you over to a tea table that looked childish, but the chairs looked big enough for two regular people. She then offers you a baby bottle that had some pink liquid in it.
“Care for a drink? I can tell you a bit about our club. My name‘s Flora.” It seemed weird to you, but it does interest you a bit. You give your name and start sucking on the bottle, not bothering to unscrew the top and it tastes like strawberries and cream. After a few seconds…
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