#chopstilhedrops

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"So, my four-eyed-bunny, we're still married, right?"

"...Let me get back to you on that, dear."

Casually runs. Must be a no then.

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"Is there anything I can do for you?"

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Mom, Dad, this is...A Very Bad Idea; { chops-til-he-drops }

Christmas Eve seemed a little off this year, which was odd enough to say considering that this was the first couple of times they would actually celebrate it. Why her family, or parents actually, decided to join in this holiday? Honestly she had no clue herself. Maybe they wanted to fit in with the other people in the neighborhood?

"What are you so worried about?" Her brother's voice interrupted her train of thought, having her head turn to face him. Currently the older Han sibling was hanging up some tinsel, some of the decorations their mother insisted on. Luckily they didn't think about going over board with those.

"...Nothing, why?" Yin Niao asked, arching a brow at him slightly. Was it so obvious that she had been in deep thought? ....Well probably by the sound of it. She watched her brother open his lips before someone knocked, or pounded actually on the door.

"...I'll see who it is," she murmured, blowing a strand of her hair out of her face before stalking over to the door. Now she knew no one who would knock like that, though she might have a bit of a clue. Opening the door, her eyes widened to find a familiar figure in the doorway.

"Barry? How did you find out where I live..?" .Though asking why he was here out of all places to be sounded like such a better question

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Send me a (≚ᄌ≚)ƶƵ for my character’s reaction to yours crawling into bed with them.

"What-" Once Yin Niao heard the bed creak, she rolled into her side to be face to face with a familiar face. Well, if once could really count it as a face. Letting out a squeak, she sat up while holding her covers to herself. When did he even get in? She leaned over to the nightstand to grab her glasses and turn on the light. 

"Barry what? When did you get in my house? Or more importantly, how did you even get in my room?" Yin Niao hissed, blowing a strand of her hair out of her face as she spoke.