Camille was sitting on the edge of her bed with her head hanging just about as low as it could get.
Above her, Malachi was impatiently tapping his foot while waiting for her to give an explanation for how and why she had suddenly teleported across the country.
"How many times have we told you, young lady- you can't just run off without telling us! And especially not right before a literal earthquake!"
Cami sank even lower as she heard her father take an unfamiliar tone with her. "I'm sorry..."
Malachi was also terrible at being a bad cop parent. But he tried not to just let Camille run over him either.
She understood boundaries. Her parents had told her many times before about the dangers of teleporting away from them.
Camille watched her father as he paced about the room. Malachi needed a moment to cool his head before he tried to say anything to his daughter.
Something about today had made him just that rattled...
"Alright..."
