Daria: Maybeeeee...
She closes her eyes and grows some cat ears and a tail
Daria: ...what's that thing you're always saying? Nyao?
Daria grins
Daria: Nyao!
Daria flutters her lashes
Daria: Ily-chan...come eat me...
Daria: Then come get a taste...
She lays down on the bed and starts unbuttoning her skirt
Daria pulls of her skirt
