Dark: nah, not really. My mom and dad would tho. They always make sure I’m safe. -she drinks her juice box-

Dark: oh yeah! Lots and lots of them! One of them killed me though. -she shoes her the scar on her neck- but its okay! We made up. -she smiles a gap tootehed grin-

((Dark

Yes i know Hi son

Dark: -she waves- do you need our address so someone can pick you up?