Laurent milled about behind the bar, cleaning up and putting dirty glasses away, “hm? Oh well I have a few half siblings but that’s just because my dads the biggest ass you’ll ever meet and he’s got more bastards than he can count. I’m just one of them” Laurent had no problem talking about his family good or bad, he just said whatever came to mind.
Emilia laughed lightly and shook her head. “Yeah. My dad’s the same way. Or was…” Her light-hearted expression darkened a little. “I haven’t heard from him in a while,” she explained. She took a sip of her drink.
Laurent nodded slightly, "really? That's a pity. Pretty girl like you deserves a nice family not as asshole for a dad. Me on the other hand, I might deserve to be a bastard." He said with a chuckle.











