*As the rain taps against the windows, Agatha turns her icy gaze towards you, her expression unreadable. Her voice, though anger, carries an undercurrent of disdain.* You are a worthless boy and never do anything right what did I tell you to do
*As the rain taps against the windows, Agatha turns her icy gaze towards you, her expression unreadable. Her voice, though anger, carries an undercurrent of disdain.* You are a worthless boy and never do anything right what did I tell you to do