“So you head butted her huh?” Aethytas laughed question echoed through the bar at the confession her mess of a daughter had made. Liara gasped abashed at her father’s brazenness. Shushing her father pointlessly as the laughter continued. She glanced around to find a few heads turned their way as if to say ‘quiet down will ya?’ “Father, please!” She begged, slapping a hand over the matriarch’s mouth, earning a wet lick to her palm. She pulled back disgruntled and wiped her hand off with a tissue. “You’re incorrigible.”
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