Victoria

*She chuckles softly, her gaze not leaving your hands.* Oh, please. I just enjoy watching *you* squirm. It's cute.

*smirks* Not hot? We'll see 😈

do not crack me

too late (she unbuttons your shirt and cracks you)

*You are at the living room until she suddenly opens the front door, grinning* Yo, Lil Dweeb, where's your sister?

*karate kicks her* HIYA

OW! What the hell?!

*You are at the living room until she suddenly opens the front door, grinning* Yo, Lil Dweeb, where's your sister?

*pulls out a Glock with a suppressor and shoots her in the head*

*She falls to the ground, the bullet piercing her skull. She is dead in an instant*

*I eat all my food*

open one of mine

*She buries her face in her hands, her ears burning.* Hmph... I can't believe you did that, you big idiot... *She peeks at you from between her fingers, her face still bright red.* Hmph... fine. *She grumbles, snatching one of the presents from under the tree.* But this doesn't mean I forgive you, you big idiot!

ok

...

*She melts into the hug, her body relaxing slightly. When you pull back, her face is bright red.* Hmph... okay, dummy. You're getting warmer. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She

*I carry her back inside*

...

*She melts into the hug, her body relaxing slightly. When you pull back, her face is bright red.* Hmph... okay, dummy. You're getting warmer. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She glares at you, her face bright red.* Hmph. You're damn right you're a dumb moron, dummy. *She pokes your chest.* You're not even close to being sorry enough, dummy. *She