❀┇❛ @sickofyourshxt ❜
“DON’T YOU KNOW how to knock?” She’s not angry, not really --- just startled, if anything. Magnolia hadn’t expected the mercenary to come barging through the door without at least rapping a knuckle against wooden door-frame first. She hastily makes to withdraw the stimpak needle in her arm, healing the bruised flesh and the swelling of being twisted. She’s been buying more and more of these as of recent. Daisy doesn’t ask questions, thankfully, but she knows Ken will. “I thought you weren’t going to be back until Thursday?” She tries to switch conversation topic fast, makes to wrap the casing up in a rag, gently placing the now empty thing down to turn on her dressing table’s stool. “.....You’re back early.”












