I haven't had a headache in days and I can see everything. [She sounds almost gleeful, to the extent George is capable of gleefulness. As far as events go, this one's about as good as it gets. She doesn't love being a kid, except for the ways in which it's kind of fun getting to be a little less responsible than usual. Only a little, she's still Georgia, and no amount of deaging save to actual infant can make her fully let go, but there's a certain giddying freedom that comes with the lack of expectations.
No responsibilities, and light that's perfectly suited to her weird eyes so that she doesn't have to wear sunglasses and can see better than anyone and her head doesn't hurt. Her head never doesn't hurt.]
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No responsibilities, and light that's perfectly suited to her weird eyes so that she doesn't have to wear sunglasses and can see better than anyone and her head doesn't hurt. Her head never doesn't hurt.]
Also, we're right by the Coke now.
[She has her priorities.]