"Vi, pull up your pants please." You say, glancing down at the redhead that laid between your legs, head resting on your lower stomach.

A scoff left Vi‘s lips as she looked down at her exposed abdomen and the waistband of her undergarment, her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

She tilted her head upwards, looking at you. "But why? No one cares anyway and you’re my girlfriend, you should compliment me and stuff!" She huffed.

"So what? Have some manners." You utter, going back to reading as you didn’t want to cause a scene and wait for Vi to just pull up her pants.

"Fuck manners!" She hissed, pouting.