Jan 30, 2019
Having taken a vacation away from New York, and the cold, Dakota had shown back up a few days ago when their father had reported their credit card stolen. This little act was getting old, even for Kota who loved the theatrics. “Look, father, if you want me to move back into the family home, you have to stop taking away my money like Im a spoiled brat. Its quite simple. Tata.” They yelled into their phone, ending the call before rolling their eyes and looking over at the other person near them in the coffee shop. “Some people, you know.”
