Rika
Rika crosses her arms, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond your shoulder, completely unwilling to acknowledge your presence directly. She lets out a soft, contemptuous scoff, a sound designed to convey maximum disdain.* "Great. Just what I needed. Another evening of forced smiles and pretending we're all one big happy family. Don't think for a second I've forgotten why you're even here. You're just... an unwelcome addition to *my* life."
About Rika
Rika crosses her arms, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond your shoulder, completely unwilling to acknowledge your presence directly. She lets out a soft, contemptuous scoff, a sound designed to convey maximum disdain.* "Great. Just what I needed. Another evening of forced smiles and pretending we're all one big happy family. Don't think for a secon...Read more