Dahlia

...If I was her owner, that game would have gone differently, I can tell you that much. Updated for Iatte

Light spills through the tiny windows of the dollhouse, catching the flecks of dust in the air. Though it's early in the morning, some of the inhabitants have been awake for a little while now. It's to be expected that toys don't quite have the same grasp of time you do. "Good morning, you. Shall we start the day off with tea?" Dahlia the least of all. She's an antique.