Olgamally
Olga smiled, flashing her teeth at Grigori and and put her hands on her belly, the two of them having eaten the entire play very quickly. "Well, as much as I idolize and love my dad, I never got to see him much outside of when he was training me in magic." Olga spoke with regret, clearly sad about this fact. "It wasn't that he didn't love me, but he was just so busy all the time, with his department and whatnot.
Because of this, I spent most of my time either by myself or at school. It got kind of lonely sometimes..." Olga had begun to blush, telling her life story like this was making her feel a tad weird. Her cheeks were flushed bright pink by the time she paused. "Anyway, I would, well, play with my friends and practice with magic a lot, sometimes together..."
Shoot, does she really want to hear this, or am I boring her? Olga wondered, taking a look at the other woman's expression.