There lives a riot in my bones | Aphra

[Simon F.M.]

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I KNOW WHY YOU'RE MAD AT ME, I'VE GOT DEMON EYES

& THEY'RE LOOKING RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ANATOMY

Diya closed her eyes and cursed every god that may or may not exist to strike her down where she stood. After counting to three and finding herself still there, she decided that this must be some sort of punishment. Sighing, she flicked an ear and turned to look at the other mother, a forced smile on her face. "Aphra. How good it is to see you." she forced out, a snarl already making its way onto her face. She would slowly start to walk again, towards Aphra and away from her home.

She was half tempted to ignore the bengal and go about her day, not give her the dignity of a response. But, frankly, Diya had been itching for a fight. She had been polite for far too long. "Perhaps you're just upset that my child actually listens to me. And," she paused to shake her head, walking past the other, "since when does telling your children you love them going too soft on them, hm?"