Chuuya & Rowan
Rowan had glanced over at the sprinkles on his comment about the red sprinkles. “Maybe they are…” before she could say anything else the kid was squirting chocolate syrup all over the front of her shirt. Really? Taking a deep breath, she brought one hand up to rub her forehead. This is why she never wanted kids. Ignoring the fact, Rowan was surprised she made it into her 20’s then again it helped being here rather than back home. But the fact was kids weren’t ones to follow the rules.
Hell back in her teen years, she lost track of how many times she climbed out of the house when her father had grounded her. But this was plain rude and out of line, way above some rule breaking. She kept her cool though since he was a kid. “Why did you do that?”