"Hey Shi-bitch, he still hanging around yours?" she asked, sunbathing in the window seat, calm enough to hear what Shiro had to say about their idiotic father.
"Yep goatface won't leave, I've lost a couple clients because of it. He refuses to believe that offering people milk and cookies is bad for mah business. I 'ave actually considered calling the cops ta get rid of him. So what do ya need babe?" he asked, yawning over the line, seven am was a bit too early for him to be alive.
"I'm staying with a friend but I need to get a few things from the shops, keep him distracted so I can go shopping. Please and thank you!"
"IS THAT ICHIGO?" Ichigo had to pull the phone away from her ear at the shout from their father, it sounded like the pair were fighting over the phone and it seemed Shiro was winning from the groans of pain that were unmistakably their fathers.
"Shove off."
"Give it here son."
"Fuck off Goat face."
"I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO MY DAUGHTER."
"IT AIN'T FUCKING ICHI, YA DON'T NEED TO SPEAK TA MAH FUCKING BOYFRIEND. FUCK OFF WILL YA?" he shouted, surprising her, Shiro was never one to actually yell at their old man normally it was her.
"Oh sorry, I'll give you some privacy then."
"Did he tackle you to the floor? Cause I could hear him clearly," she asked, worried about her twin. It was hard enough dealing with him once a month when he visited but to have to live with him would have been a nightmare.
"Yeah, he got way to close. I'll see what I can do about lunch babe but as you can see he might stalk me so maybe we should have it here. Text me when ya get off work kay," he muttered, hanging up with an 'I love you.' It was days like these where she wanted to stab the old man in the back, the crazy idiot would have his little network of friends looking out for her. Grimacing at the thought of her father and his idiotic friends she called another of her contacts.
"Hey I need some help mind joining me for lunch and some shopping today?"
