Serurora’s POV.
“Sweetheart, come on otherwise you will miss all the fun.” My dad Gino says from my bedroom door. I roll over and pull the quilt higher over my head. When he chuckles and sits on the bed before he burrows underneath the quilt.
“Dad, seriously. Five more minutes.” I moan out and he chuckles and tickles my sides. I scream and kick out.
“You said five minutes, two hours ago. Now up, miss lady or I will send them in and then you won’t escape. I’ll even let them in here with their slime and glitter, just think of the cleanup.” He is pure evil. I rip the quilt away, and my black hair sticks up and I glare at him, and he chuckles as he climbs out of my bed.
“Love you, sweetheart.” He says and I flip him off as he laughs, walking out of my bedroom, closing the door behind him.
