Could this kid get any more annoying? Shouldn’t she have run away by now to whoever decided to make her - what a fcking big mistake that was by the way and if Enrique ever met her parents, he wouldn’t; shy away from saying it. But nooooo, here this kid was - standing right in front of him telling him how she’d turn him into a wabbit. That should have been cute, but honestly, Ricky didn’t car. “You’re not going to turn me into a rabbit, I’m going to turn you into a wabbit. Fck I mean rabbit,” see what this kid is doing to him? He can’t even fcking pronounce his words right. For fcks sake. Her annoying-ness continued as she basically repeated his words, causing the man to simply roll his eyes. Clearly, everyone in VC’s family didn’t know how to read the room.
You’d imagine that this kid couldn’t get more annoying. Well, you’d be wrong because soon he found her literally jumping up and down, almost making him spill the champagne as she tugged on his suit. Not that he cared about labels, but he knew his mother would kill him if he got champagne on Versace and honestly, avoiding his family was number 1 on his todo list right now. “Kid, take a fcking chill pill,” Ricky sighed, putting the champagne down on a table she couldn’t reach. The only issue - like five seconds after, she started crying. What… the… actual…fck…was…he…supposed…to…do? Ricky did not know how to handle kids, let alone kids screaming at the top of their lungs. Now that people were starting to stare at him and give him rude looks, it was even worse. A sigh left his mouth as he bent down so he was on his knees at her level “Just… shh… it’s… okay…” Ricky started, not knowing what to say. Maybe Enrique didn’t give a fck about the kid, but he also knew that it was highly fcked up to give the kid alcohol.
“Hey… hey look at this,” Ricky added. Sitting in front of her, he showed her how his hands were empty before reaching behind her ear and pulling out a quarter and handing it to her. “Damn kid, you should really clean your ears,” With that, he pulled three more quarters out of her ear - utilizing the magic trick he learned years ago to try and calm her down. Finally, he pulled out a dollar bill with a little “struggle” and handed it to her. Was he bribing the kid to shut up? Maybe. Was it working? Hopefully.