Soleil
“You’re going to be a terrible mother.”
“Kane, Fxck you. Why would you say such a thing?”
“Look at all these damn toys and shxt we still need to wrap. If you’re like this with other people’s kids, I can only imagine how you'd be with your own. Spoiled and entitled brats.”
“Hey, watch your mouth and wrap damn it.”
He’s not exaggerating about the number of things we still need to be wrapped up. My bed and more than half of the floor were over-piled with stuff, and we’ve been at this for the past three nights. I might have gone overboard, but can you really blame me? It was for a good cause, and plus my little Matty and Mel had requests I had to fulfill.
After five hours and double the amount of paper cuts, Kane gave up and called in backup. I was lowkey happy that he did becaus
