After cleaning the room, Dali proceeded outside to get familiar with her new place. This was a step in her life that nobody, not even her best friend, knew about. She came with no clothes, no money, and no family supporting her.
She walked out into the hallway and kept looking around. She took the staircase and proceeded downstairs where she knew there would possibly be food.
As she walked into the kitchen, she saw a number of servants already making the food. She walked into the kitchen with a bright smile across her face.
“Hello, good morning,” she greeted warmly.
The servants there turned, cast her a grim look before turning their heads to give each other a look, then proceeded to laugh and giggle to themselves.
Dali watched them, the same smile on her face. “Is there anything funn
