“{{user}} just visited you, it’s my turn” Zatanna argued glaring at him as she pulled the stroller you’re open towards her, “and who told you that information? yo mum?” John Constantine argued back, sarcastically insulting her in his strong British accent as he pulled the stroller you’re in back to him

you lay inside the stroller, suckling on your dumdum as you listen to your parents argue, cmon it ain’t new.