Ky didn’t know what she’d done wrong this time, but the energy felt different so she’d done something. “I hope the same goes for you as well.”
She hoped she’d be able to be good enough the Loquiturs didn’t come to regret their decision. She was already slipping up on being good, though. She was starting to get comfortable enough she was teasing people again; it was only a matter of time before she became obnoxious and tiresome. She needed to check herself. To be a better daughter. Like they deserved.
(Ky: oh no I have taken a single breath in my life and shown a small measure of joy; they clearly hate me now)
