sebjikan:

_{The male emitted another short chuckle, shaking his head ever slow. ❝ That’s what my parents used to say to me ❞ He stated in utter honestly, but sounded more like a joke; depends on how she’ll interpret it. ❝ Nope. Certainly not now, but maybe in the future. Be scared. ❞ He exhaled a fake roar sound, and then chuckled.}

         “Hah,” In situations like these she would often have the urge to utter back ‘I don’t have parents’, more of a joke despite it being true, rather than pity-call, “well, they weren’t so far from the truth. Very disappointing, very.” She sighed. “I knew it. Please have mercy on me–”