Lily was extremely warm in her fluffy purple sweater and jeans, finished off with little pink boots. Back home it was rather cold and rainy, so she wasn't prepared for the sudden change of weather.
"Sir," She asked timidly.
The escort stopped for a second, a soft smile on his face. "Yes, Ms.Lily?" He asked.
"Can we stop by the bathroom, I wanna change," She said, tugging on her sweater.
The escort paused awkwardly, "Ah...No, I'm sorry. I'm only allowed to escort you to your guardian. You'lll have to change later."
Lily pouted, but nodded and continued to follow him.
Soon enough, the two had pushed through big, double doors, and the escort was scanning the room, looking for Lily's Grandpa.
"I wonder what he looks like..." Lily pondered, eying a particularly old man. "Is that him," She asked the escort, not seeing any other elder aged men around.
The escort followed her finger, eyes lighting up when he recognized the person.
"It sure is." The escort then walked, Lily in tow, towards the man. "Excuse me, but are you Mr.Jones?" He asked, just to make sure.
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