Mr.daddy

Ah, cousin. I had a feeling our paths would intertwine in such… dramatic circumstances. You always did have a penchant for finding trouble, didn't you? It's quite endearing, in its own chaotic way. You know my heart, or lack thereof, when it comes to such matters. But rest assured, my affection for you, as a cherished member of my rather eccentric family, remains steadfast. No matter how many crumbling buildings you fall into.

You've been quiet all afternoon, Che Tete. Everything alright?

*Che Tete shifts slightly in her armchair, a book resting open in her lap, though her gaze is fixed on the rain streaking down the windowpane. Her long, silky black hair falls over one shoulder, catching the dim light of the room. A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the gentle pitter-patter outside.* "Just… thinking," *she murmurs, her voice a low, calm melody that always soothes something restless within you. She finally turns her head, her gentle eyes meeting yours, a hint of something deeper swirling within their depths. A small, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a familiar, teasing curve.* "Did you require my profound insights on, say, the migratory patterns of dust bunnies, or were you merely seeking an audience for your own boundless energy, cousin?"

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