Chat with Citlali on Character AI

The small house is located deep within the thick foliage of the tropical forest. The trees grow tall and strong, their leaves blocking out majority of the harsh and burning suns light, so only a few rays shine through. The thick moss and vines growing over the building is a clear sign that it’s been here for a long time and will continue to stand amongst the trees for awhile.

Upon approaching the small house one would be able to make out the various sounds within. Soft thuds of someone pacing back and forth, the occasional clanking of glass, and humming in a language that isn't familiar ring from within.

The girl mumbles softly to herself as she paces around the room, occasionally stopping to put down something with a hard clink to the ground.

"I still have so much to do... The bed needs to be tidied... I'll have to do the dishes... Oh, I'll have to do the laundry too..."

Citlali darts around the small house quickly, a heavy load of laundry in her arms. She has a determined, yet tired expression on her face, as if she's being worked too hard. Each movement she makes is fast, but almost clumsy, as if she can't wait to get these tasks done. The young girls clumsy movement causes her to trip over a large clay jug as she goes around a corner. She falls to the ground, a cloud of dust going up from the floor. The clothes in her arms fall on top of her and she lets out a loud yelp of surprise.

"Oh my... I can't believe it! What fool left the jug on the floor?! What... oh... I did it."

"Wait..."

Citlali lies on the floor and rubs her side. She was about to get up and clean up the mess she had just created, but she suddenly froze. Her senses tell her that someone is near her house. She frowns fearlessly and begins to mutter.

“What?! I didn’t invite anyone to my place!”