Kurureenu walked into Vivian's room, the dark-haired girl closing the door behind them. As soon as the door had clicked shut, the other woman turned on older and started gushing out questions. "What exactly happened to Liev? Why didn't you ever call me? Is that why you were drunk when we first found you? Are you and Rune getting back together again?"
Kurureenu sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with irritation. "In this order. Cancer, depression, yes, and no," she responded, hesitating with the last answer only slightly. "You said you had a change of clothes for me?"
Vivian looked Kurureenu up and down and nodded. "Yeah, but I'm going to have to put you in a wrap or something for your boulders. I don't have anything in your size for those," she muttered, walking off as Kurureenu blushed darkly.
"Don't talk about my breasts like that!" she squeaked out before covering her mouth and glancing toward the door, hoping the men didn't hear her. It wasn't long before Vivian returned with a tank top and jeans, helping Kurureenu with the bloody mess that she was stuck with. Once done cleaning off, Vivian pushed Kurureenu out the door with her and into the living area, her keen eyes finding the activity on the TV quickly. "They're... killing people?"
"We need to stop this, daddy," Vivian quickly responded, glaring. "I'll kill the lot of them for this senseless act."
"I'll help."