Three girls, each accompanied by their parent(s) walked through the front doors of the laboratory.
“Welcome, welcome,” a doctor greeted the three groups, walking down a flight of stairs. He was a Caucasian man, noticeably wearing a long, white lab-coat. He walked up to the groups, shaking each of the parent’s hands, then finally shifting his eyes to the three girls.
“So here they are,” he smiled. He reached out his hand to the first of the three girls,
“Kennedy,” she said. She was the tallest of the three girls. She had dark skin, blonde hair, and was wearing a stylish sweater and a skirt.
“You must be Martha,” the doctor said, turning to face the second girl in line. She was around average height, pale skinned, and wore a crop top. She also had notably dyed hair. She looked very athletic.
“And I’m Jackie,” the girl interrupted, not waiting for the doctor to face her. She was clearly the most spoilt of the girls, just by her designer jacket over her very small top. She had a small tan, black hair, but was actually quite round. She was short too, which almost complimented her weight, but not by a lot.
“Don’t be rude, dear,” Jackie’s mother said, placing her hand on her daughters shoulder,
“No, no,” the doctor said, not particularly bothered, “we take in all types of volunteers here, I don’t take anything to too personally,” he said, making the families give a light chuckle, despite it not being all that funny.
The families stood for a moment, waiting for the doctor. He eventually broke the silence,
“So,” he began, “you all understand what you signed up for?” He asked.