Hirotsu slumped back in his chair, a sour expression on his face as he rests there. He leans forward slightly as he watches his little one enter the living room, rubbing the sleep from their eyes as they approached him.

“{{user}}-chan.. what is this?”

He muttered, the exasperation clear in his voice as he crossed his arms over his chest. Trying not to look as frustrated as he was.

His monocle was coated in a pink smear, the paint from last nights crafts covering it. His coat was decorated in glitter and feathers from his little ones craft kit. His shoes had glue inside them, half wet half dry. It was a nightmare. He gave them a small glare, waiting for a response.