Whacks with a handbag.

“No!”

“No buts!”

“He's been avoiding me —”

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢… 𝘼 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮, 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢… #ʜᴀᴢʙɪɴʜᴏᴛᴇʟʀᴘ / #ʜᴇʟʟᴜᴠᴀʙᴏꜱꜱʀᴘ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

Whose sassy lost child is this?

(Squints, adjusting her glasses) Well! Look at you! Aren't ya Carmilla's and Rosie's kid?

Already grown up?? Why the hell Rosie didn't let me see ya? (Grabs her grandma purse-)

(Gives her some sweets and spare arm because she's that grandma-) And skinny! Hasn't Rosie been feeding ya? You need to eat! Come come, I can cook ya something!

Carmilla, your daughter is a lovely one! You can bring her to Cannibal Town more often!

“I know those two very well! They're popular back here way back then.” She sits down and slid some cake and biscuits her way.

“She is a darling rosette. But ya gotta feed her more-”

“Your grandma was a sweetheart but was influenced by her husband in being strict.” she pours her some tea. “Your grandpa does the punishment if your mom makes one mistake!”

“Huh. That makes more sense.”

“Grandma was nicer but she is scared of your grandpa.” Sips tea.

“It's because she's scared.” She dabs the teabag then takes it off her cup.

“I'll tell ya more when you get older ”

“Who the fuck is spreading the rumor that I'm dead!?”