" Tink,” I snapped. “I didn’t ask you to come out here to talk about Ren.”
“But I want to talk about him. You guys barely spoke to each other in there. That’s weird.”
I took a deep breath. “I know. We had a fight last night, but it’ll be okay. It’ll be fine.”
“What?” Concern flashed across his face. “Like a big fight? Or a small one? Oh my God, are you two breaking up? Who will I live with?”
“Who will you live with?” I gaped up at him. “You’re not twelve and you’re not our kid.”
“But I need to be taken care of. Loved. I need access to Amazon Prime.”
“Then get a job, Tink. You look human enough to do it.”
“A job?” Absolute horror filled his face. “The loss of blood must’ve done something to your brain because you’re out of your mind. "

― Jennifer L. Armentrout , Brave (A Wicked Trilogy, #3)