The Dolls

 Lindsey

  My first American Girl doll. Is insane and has one of those personalities you cannot reel in even if you had one of those rods for catching marlins.

 

Kaya

  My second AG doll. Is quiet and usually prefers to watch the nonsense the other two get up to than actively participate in it.

Marisol

  My third AG doll. She was my look alike doll until I lost my tan, chopped off all my hair, hit puberty, and grew a moustache. Regardless of our differences in looks we share the same personality and she is the one who most often accompanies me on my outings.

Mr. Jonesy

  Is not technically a doll. He is, in fact, an Anatomically Incorrect Anatomical Skeleton. He is dead and has been very good friends with  the dolls ever since they gave him their sparkly pink top hat (which they were never going to wear anyways) which cheering him up immensely. He has been happy ever since and is the server of tea at tea parties and every other Not Occasion.

 

 Bunny

  Also not a doll but you need to know who he is as he will be making frequent appearances. He received a piece of my soul a long time ago and has never left my side since.