Phantom Hollow STOP WHINING ABOUT UR TRASH, LET'S GO

No you don't he insisted quite sternly. He was already losing his temper and Zan wasn't doing much to help that, but so far Damien had yet to raise a hand on his children. He knew deep down that he couldn't refuse them anything, but he wasn't the kind of father you'd get things from easily. Zannah was no easy child either.

He sighed, frustrated by his daughter's stubbornness. Why? he demanded an explanation, sitting in front of her making it clear he wouldn't move a hair until the matter was resolved. Why do you need this so much?