>>17819775"Looks like poppy is startin' to lose it, Anina too, awwh, that's so cute!~"
"I hope you know that I'm beginning to nod off. This constant stepping stool duty is tiring me."
Back inside, you take another swig of apple juice, "Because I keep eating my own cooking and it's delicious as fuck--therefore it means I'm a top tier chef!"
Anina immediately bites back, "TH-THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE! A-And besides, you wouldn't have even entered culinary in the first place i-if it wasn't for
your mother dying and leaving you out on the streets!"She points at you with an accusing finger, her eyes twitching. It's clear that by this point the both of you are long past the point of maintaining a sane relationship to her parents.
Anina's father looks up at you, for just a moment you see what looks like a hint of concern.
"Your mother died? That's so sad, I'm very sorry for your loss, I hope living on the streets wasn't too daunting." says her mom, sympathy both in her tone and on her face.
A) "W-What?! M-My mom is perfectly fine, thanks!"
B) "Oh yeah sure, she committed suicide because she saw I was going out with THAT THING ACROSS THE TABLE."
C) "She doesn't know what she's talking about! I swear she's just on an extremely long business trip!"
D) "Kill doesn't equal divorce, stop putting words in my mouth!
E) "Oh yeah? Well at least I don't have chronic ghost flatulence!"
