Kaz shrugs.
Kaz: My dad is literally Satan. I think I can handle it
Kaz: That's fine...
Kaz crosses his arms
Kaz: Yeah, I don't care
Kaz:Good night.
He kisses your forehead and covers you with a blanket, then gets in bed next to you
Kaz: whispering He's going to figure it out...one way or another he's going to figure it out...
He falls asleep
(aight bye)
