sanguinecalamity:
⟡ ═══ ♛ ═══ ⟡ “…” Aaaand there it is. The most dreaded NAGGING. It’s like she can’t even get a papercut without it, some days. Someone’s always going to be on her case.
˙ “Thanks, dad.” she’s too tired for any playful tones, so it just comes out flat.
˙ Admittingly, it IS very convenient how he always manages to patch her up whenever she winds up in a state like this, like some magical laundromat. No torn clothes. No dirt. No dead vamp dust. All clean again~ The throbbing in her face is also starting to lessen, the bruising starting to fade.
˙ She’d just be more likely to thank him if he wouldn’t always be complaining and throwing THOSE comments in.
˙ She absentmindedly wipes some blood off of her face, watching as the red streaks disappear off of her hand “If you ever manage to burn through the Kuran fortune, I’ll toss in a good word for you and HQ might just hire you as drycleaner~” Please stop nagging her. She’s begging.ish. Or rather, she’s getting snarky because his nagging is annoying her, but same thing.
∞ ═══ ♚ ═══ ∞ Her complaints fall on deaf ears, however, ❝I’d appreciate your discretion, hm?❞ She’s the only one he bestows such a care for, she shouldn’t take this for granted.
