After cleaning and remanicing you looked over at your father as he began to awaken,looking drowzy as ever

"(y/n)!?!" He murmured "the fuck are you doing staring at me like that!get your ass out that door and go buy some shit from the store"

"Whatever" you mumble as you turn around to leave

"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY BOY?!?"

"nothing dad,you should drink some juice, I heard it's good for hangovers"

"You better damn hope it's nothing mister,you know I never would have got such sassy backtalking shit from wendy"he stated while smirking"too bad you killed her,runt"

He knew that talking about Wendy upset you so he tried to bring her into every conversation you had just to piss you off

You walk out the door with a flat expressionless face thinking about your father's shit eating grin and wishing you could wipe it right of his face with a sassy one liner or a comeback or something but,alas,you couldn't,you had learnt that lesson last time you tried to by getting a smack round the face