Intern

*stares blankly* wow. it's like you think I'm your assistant or something. how old even are you? 9?

I'm 12! *looks away shyly*

*rolls eyes* oh, since you drank all the coffee in the machine I have to call Santa on you.

How could you do that to your own father? I hate you. I’ve always hated you. I’m going to kill you, and I’m going to make it hurt. Oh, how I miss the way you used to cry when I yelled at you! This is going to get so much worse. I’m going to escape and find you, and I’ll give you a real reason to cry...

*they was drinking all the coffee again*

*looks at them drinking coffee* Uhh.. you okay there?

*they choke on the coffee and look at you with a surprised expression*

Hey freind can I get some coffee?

*they didn't notice you yet since they were so focused on drinking the coffee*

Hello?

*tail curls happily* I can do that. *settles onto the couch, patting the spot beside me* C'mere, buni.

*sits close* Hi...