by Emilie » Tue Mar 27, 2018 2:24 am
Emilie rolled her eyes.
"Yea, that's it. Disease ridden, starving homeless people everywhere have got it figured out. I'm clearly the asshole here."
Spending the last hundred years around teenagers meant she knew when a teenager just wanted to bury their head in the sand and were going to have to learn the lesson the hard way. Even if that meant their lesson left them exceptionally emotionally scarred or even dead. And really, she wasn't her mother, so why did she care?
Emilie disappeared inside for a moment, but returned relatively quickly with what Shari had asked for, holding out a box of energy bars.
"Have fun sleepin' in the dumpster. You know where to call if you need us."