"Did your mother crave metal when she was younger or something?" Kun couldn't help but ask. "How could you dent a car when you're a literal person?"
Grandma Bingbing placed her hand under her chin.
"Maybe she actually did. She craved a lot of blood when Kai was younger."
Chills ran down their spines as Grandma Bingbing revealed the creepy fact.
"Anyway, thanks for coming here," she said like she hadn't just disturbed everyone with her previous statement. "I believe that Kai is good now, so we best be going."
Lina shook her head. "Let's wait for the doctor, grandma," she smiled.
"Grandma sounds too formal," she smiled. "Just call me Nana."
"Alright, Nana," Lina smiled, feeling nice about the nickname.
Kun excitedly raised his hand. "Can I also call you Nana?" he asked.
"Of course," Grandma Bingbing smiled.
Kai cleared his throat. "Can I also call you—"
"No," she deadpanned, causing Kai to pout.
