Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Loki sighed. "I should be the one getting a job, but I can't. And I have tried, honest."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I know. I know. But Rika's old enough for a part time job, so I'm going to cut out her allowance. She wants money, she'll have to get a job."

[Miranda_]

"Yeah; she can get a job in a shop or hairdressers if she wants. I don't think it's a good idea either to subsidise her too much."

[TheHayleyDoll]

Freya nodded. "But for now, its getting late and I'm tired."

[Miranda_]

"So am I. You will come to bed with me, won't you?"

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Okay." She kissed his cheek. "I don't like fighting with you."

[Miranda_]

Loki sighed. "Hard as it is to believe, I don't like fighting with you, either."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I would hope not. Sometimes we let things get out of control. I'll admit, sometimes I don't even think when I talk; the words just come out of my mouth."

[Miranda_]

"I don't, either; but then, you already know that. I regret things afterwards tho, when it's too late."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I just think that, if you say things like you do, then maybe you really don't love me."