“i’m sure your mother raised you right with what i’ve heard of her but listen here blondie, we’re gonna skip the overprotective aunt speech where i warn you about hurting my niece but you should keep in mind that if you do i don’t care about you or your mother as much as some of the people around here. i wont be scared to beat the shit out of you if you so much as make her, or viv, CRY.”
“are you a natural blond?? just out of curiosity i mean – i’ve been thinking about going back to blond.”
“oh no – not again. last time i helped you out when your mother was mad she almost destroyed my roommates stuff. if your toy boys didn’t basically live with you i’d throw some condoms at you && tell you to stay with THEM” she wonders if lincoln’s watching from the afterlife && just how mad he’d be getting. if anything flies off the shelf she’s calling ghostbusters. “in this case, just say SORRY, rob, it’s the easiest way.”
“NO” she had thought, once, that she had made some pretty poor choices when she was younger but she feels slightly comforted by the idea that these kids are making way worse decisions. “i’m not vouching with your parents, i’m not being the cool aunt && i am definitely not helping you break the law.”
her fist hits his arm, she’s pretty sure it hurts her more than it hurts him ( she’s going to have to start working out for the next time she needs to hit him, just so it actually stings. ) “next time you die i’m not crying for you. at all.”
;; weak af, @hesparks
“c’mon kid – up top. but, if you EVER do that again, i will tell your mother everything && throw you under the bus.”
;; broom broom, @inheritedgrief
ew its 7am ill finish these tag drops tomorrow
