Avery slid onto her knees in a rocker pose, pretending to belt out the last note of the song before she stood. She brushed off her dress, smirking at her antics to herself. Avery didn't think anybody had seen her, and if they had, well, it wasn't anything new. She flipped off the music, listening for any telling sounds of sex. When she didn't find any, she walked out of her room, puffing out her lips as she began peeking in rooms. Not finding anybody save for Jason helping out her height challenged mother, so decided to make her way back down to the kitchen. The smoothie had done little to sate her, and she figured that maybe she could wahoo her father into making her something. When she arrived she found him gnawing some chips. Avery put on her best pout before asking, "Daddy, it would be so fabulous for you to make me something to eat. I've been a good girl. I know you usually starve me, but I'm just so hungry. I'm wafish, look!" Avery tugged up her dress, showing him her toned stomach.