"Ugh, fine, I'll go in as a toddler. I'd really prefer no one knows."
"So, you're okay with dressing up a little cuter?"
"Only you would call it cuter...but yeah. But only that. I'm not sucking a pacifier or lisping my words."
Tina smiled but winced.
"Well...in that case, everyone will figure out your real age very quickly."
"Fucking really?!"
"Language!"
"Bite me!" Leah huffed, crossing her arms, "But that's a fair point. Damn it, why did this have to happen?!"
Tina wanted to reprimand her for her language again, but it's really not on her business to get in the way of Leah venting when she herself was personally responsible for the situation.
"So you'll dress and act the part?"
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" Leah lamented, lowering her head into her knees, "But only so far as appearances go. I'm not going to put myself through storytime and naps. Most of the day, when I'm not potty training, I'm doing school work."
"That's fine. You can use my office, no one will bother you there."
"Ugh, this is going to suck."
"We'll just deal with it as it comes, alright?" Tina tried to sound hopeful, but knew Leah was in for a rough time, "Now, uh...you kind of need to change. Do you want me to do it, or teach you how to do it?"
Leah lifted her head to glare at Tina and answered...