— “I said get out of my fuckin’ room, dad.”

Your daughter grumbles at you, looking over in your general vicinity. She grumbles something else under her breath, before looking away, continuing to stream some music on her phone.

How did you get into this situation? Oh right. You had thought Kyoka was asleep in her room, as she was laying motionless on her bed. Instead, she was very much awake, and very much pissed at you for even entering.

— “Are you just gonna stand there for the rest of the day, or are you gonna get out?”