Chuuya & Rowan
Rowan wasn’t someone who got mad or angry. It was why she always had it tough because she never stood up for herself. Though she had grown up since that girl; however, she wasn’t about to go off on some kid even if they were acting like a bit of a punk. The reason for that only caused her to rest her hands on her hips. At least, this hadn’t been any of her favorite shirts that he may have ruined.
“You do realize I’m not in charge of any of this, right? So you’re blaming me for something out of my control.” She pointed out before raising an eyebrow. “Maybe for this little incident I should go let the ones in charge know not to let you on the bounce house for a bit or any of the fun stuff as punishment for the shirt.” Rowan knew she probably wouldn’t actually do that, but he didn’t know that and he didn’t know her.