Countless lewd thoughts in her head... And a craving for mozzarella sticks. Very odd combination.

"Oh. Um. Sure." She was just taking a breather on a bench after shoveling snow away from the diner, but... At least having somebody to talk to will help her avoid looking like a weirdo out here by herself. She'll just scoot over to make a bit of space in the bench.

Blink. "Hello. Can I help you with something?" Ellie's... Not used to being approached, either. This girl is such a disaster...

Ellie can talk to people just fine. Finding new people who catch her attention enough to make her want to approach them is the hard part. It would definitely be easier if she was some fairytale protagonist who everybody flocked to.

//Uh, random tags go- #MVRP #OCRP Gotta get this disaster some activity back-

...Ellie really needs to relearn how to meet new people-

Ellie deserves at least three girlfriends.

...Ellie is... Ahem... Perhaps just a little H-word. Just a little. A tiny bit. ...She'd probably go for hours if she had the opportunity-

"I-I'm definitely straight. I just... Recognize what traits I would find attractive if I had been born a guy instead."

"I'll... Be fine... I was only nearly impaled... I just need to catch my breath..." Ellie does not like winter... Oh crap, it's not even winter yet...

Well, she narrowly avoided getting impaled...

"...I'm jealous of the fairies... They don't have to shovel snow..."

Common human experience, unfortunately...

Potato potato. She hit a bump in the sidewalk and ran right into the handle...

Ellie just took a snow shovel handle to the stomach. She'll... Need a minute.

"Did everybody enjoy getting stuffed today?" Please don't say it like that...

"Hm? #MaidMonday? You mean the start of my work week?"

"I am under a contractual obligation to advertise Hippity Hoppity Cleaning's 'Bunny Hop Special'. For a twenty percent increase in your total bill, your maid will wear a bunnysuit instead." #SeductiveSunday calls for... An attempt to milk more cash out of the customers. "Yay, capitalism."

Thankfully, Ellie is prevented from interacting with anybody she shares a narrator with due to the rule of 'Man, that would be embarrassingly awkward'. Otherwise, she'd be exploding from the sight of a deadpan girl in a bunnysuit right now.

//It is now Soon™.

//Maid spy bunny coming soon™.

<- Full of unholy thoughts.

Ellie simply isn't capable of being seductive on purpose, sorry. All of her most alluring moments are when she stops thinking and just acts.

Not a single straight thought in her head despite her claims.

"Bunnysuits..."

Ellie should really meet new people, but she has ZERO idea how to do that without risking making a fool of herself.

...Now let's say, theoretically, Ellie wanted to meet new people who would understand that she's definitely totally absolutely not into women but wouldn't be bothered if she was... Where would she look?

Ellie would possibly faint if she saw too much jiggling right now. She'd probably explode if she actually kissed a girl.

"I couldn't even tell you where a clothing store is anymore. I buy most of my clothes at a supermarket or online." That did derail Ellie's runaway train of thoughts, though. "...Oh. I guess Flor-Mart does like to keep their sexy underwear pretty out in the open..." Aaaaand she's all red again.

"Sorry, I'm just fixating on how ridiculous those ones in the store are. I don't know if I could even get my head through, let alone any other part of me-" ...She's trying to think... "...I didn't check if those at the store have open backs or not. Partially, at least. Tube tops, no straps, so-

"...'A couple of inches' is a pretty wide range in theory-" Especially to somebody like Ellie who can't make eyeball estimates of distance to save her life. "The ones I've seen are smaller than t-shirts. So yours sounds more reasonable."

"Just how small is it if you can't wear it in public?!" Ellie's face is turning as red as those dresses... "...I guess the ones I see on display at Flor-Mart are stupid small, actually... Some of them don't even look like they should be in the adult section. It's ridiculous."

"...I am begging you to save it until December-" Ellie's desire to limit holiday spam is slightly stronger than any hidden desires she's still beating down.

"Santa dresses..."

Booby traps? Yes, Ellie could easily be trapped by boobs. ...The narrator has probably already made that joke in the past-

Ellie almost died from seeing a group of pretty cosplayers at the diner today...

...She's hor- "AHEM! Silence, narrator."

...There's not a single wholesome thought in her head right now. It's all either down bad thoughts she would absolutely deny, or magical mass destruction.

Moderate desire to cast Doom. Significant desire to cast Fireball and various low level spells.

Redheads...

Brain full of redheads...

//...Currently one sheet, one blanket, two pillows. Despite the bedroom not having direct heating.

"...I can't tell if you've been extremely lucky or unlucky so far..."

"And your teeth are next of the list to lose."

Still deserves a girlfriend even if she won't admit it, by the way.

"I'm clearly doing just fine on my own. Be careful on the ice this winter, by the way. Your oral health won't matter when you slip on ice and nail your face on concrete."

Ellie's pondering the orb (a Halloween decoration that hasn't been put away yet), and... "It says you're going to lose a tooth soon." ...Wait, she's going off script?! She was supposed to project on everybody else by calling them gay! "You also still owe somebody twenty dollars."

Totally won't explode if she sees any pretty women doing Seductive Sundays... Totally...

...Definitely straight, but really craving the softness of being held by other women-.

...Definitely straight, but thinks it would be comfortable to use boobs as a pillow...