As the other fell to the ground with a loud thud, gliding across the hard, cold floor. they grunted, looking up at Kafka with a busted up lip and a bruised cheek. Kafka could only chuckle at this, she found it rather amusing how dedicated they were.

“ You really have to stop running back to me like a lost puppy, y’know.. “

She teased, voice dripping with venom as she pushed the other’s buttons.