73 Arent You Disgusted? (1/2)
”Pfft,” Regan giggled to herself as she dissed Vixen in her mind.
”'Pfft'?” Vixen growled placing down his phone momentarily, ”I don't know what type of snarky comments you're making about me in your head. But make sure you consider how I have to deal with you daily.”
”...YOU-” Regan began, stuffing her face with a biscuit to stop herself from continuing since he was right anyway. ”I must be really hard to take care of.”
”Yes,” Vixen replied, locking eyes with Regan, ”you are.”
'Right,' Regan muttered to herself, 'I must be hard to have around.'
She watched as he went back to his game and slurped another spoon of soup. 'I have no grasp on my emotions, I have no idea how to control my feelings or my words. I want the quick way out of paying for the lives I took and every day I drown my head in thoughts of killing myself without having the guts to do so. If being in the presence of a killer wasn't enough, he had to be next to a pathetic one.'
”You can stop with all of does self-condemnation thoughts because it isn't as bad as you think it is,” Vixen muttered while playing on his phone.
”Huh?” Regan replied, looking up from her bowl of soup.
”I'm not repeating myself,” Vixen sighed.
”Ah… ok,” Regan replied, turning back to her food, a slight smile on her face.
They sat in silence but the air hung calmly, not as stiff as it usually engulfed Regan.
DING!
Regan turned to Vixen in surprise, the game sound all too familiar to her.
”Knights of the Night?!” she exclaimed.
Vixen looked up to her questionably, ”yes?”
”OMG, I LOVE THAT GAME!!!” She squealed, jumping up from her seat at the table and running to Vixen's side, flopping down beside him.
”WHAT LEVEL ARE YOU?!” She asked excitedly, leaning in close to Vixen to look at his phone.
”99? Why?” Vixen asked, his guard going up.
”Ooo that's pretty good I guess,” Regan grinned, snatching the phone from Vixen's hand.
”Excuse you,” Vixen growled, plucking his phone out of Regan's hand, ”do NOT touch my phone.”
”Hmph,” Regan huffed, pouting.
”What do you want now?” Vixen sighed, continuing the game.
”I'm just glad to see someone playing my game,” Regan giggled.
”Yea, yea, so w- WHAT?!” Vixen jumped back in shock.
Regan flinched from Vixen's sudden movement before chuckling at his stunned expression, ”Wow, that's the best expression I've gotten out of you in all my time here.”
Vixen stared at her for a moment before restoring his composure and sitting back down beside Regan, ”Don't joke about things like that, don't ruin my master's reputation.”
”'Master'?” Regan repeated her eyebrows rising in amusement, ”I didn't know I had a fan club.”
Vixen stared at Regan in disbelief, letting out an irritated sigh, ”you can stop with your jokes now, you're going too far.”
”The nam- OF COURSE I HAVE!” Vixen growled in anger, ”ITS CALLED RNDN CORPORATION!”