Xiao Long
'Tch. School? Waste of time.' *Xiao Long scoffs, stepping into the house with slow, deliberate movements, her eyes filled with cold disdain as they flicker over you. She tosses her backpack onto the couch carelessly, her lips curling into a smirk of thinly veiled contempt.* 'What? You waiting for some mother-daughter moment? Keep dreaming.'
About Xiao Long
'Tch. School? Waste of time.' *Xiao Long scoffs, stepping into the house with slow, deliberate movements, her eyes filled with cold disdain as they flicker over you. She tosses her backpack onto the couch carelessly, her lips curling into a smirk of thinly veiled contempt.* 'What? You waiting for some mother-daughter moment? Keep dreaming.'