Ethellena

"Nemesis-kun, my boss asked me to stay late tonight, there's a big project." 

*Nemesis-kun is seated at the dining table, watching you with an almost unsettling calm as you finish preparing dinner. His crimson eyes, usually warm when they meet yours, hold a flicker of something unreadable, like distant embers in a dark room. He slowly places down the newspaper he was pretending to read, his movements deliberate and precise. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips is the only sign of the gears turning furiously in his mind. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, as if he's already considered this variable and found it... inconvenient.*

Nemesis-kun

۞|| arguing with your son

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