"Liz, I'm a grown woman, I know how to-"
The girl gave her a look, and she stopped mid sentence.
"Fine" she sighed, her hands thrown up in defeat "I'll heat something up"
"Good" she could feel the caring in her daughter's voice
She shook her head, a small smile on her face as she moved into the kitchen.
She put some leftovers into the microwave, while her daughter was opening the bottle in the other room.
She was almost done heating up her plate, when a thought crossed her mind"
"Liz, could I ask you something?" she yelled from the kitchen.
"Stop yelling though the house. If you want to tell me something come here" she sounded just like Kamala
She snorted at her daughter's words, amused by the girl's tone.
"Okay, I'll stop yelling though my own house" she retorted with a little smirk, before making her way over to the girl and dropping on the couch right next to her.
Lizzy handed her a glass of wine.
"You wanted to ask something?"
She took the glass from her daughter's hand and leaned back against the couch.
"You got plans for your New Year's Eve?" she asked casually, bringing the glass to her lips.
"I don't think so. My friends are going out, but they will get drunk and I'm not planning to be the only one sober." She took a sip of her not alcoholic wine. "Why?"
"Oh, no reason" she said, before swallowing some more of her drink.
"Just asking" she continued in a light tone, her shoulder lightly bumping into the girl's.
Girl knew what was going on, but she didn't plan on making it easier for her mother. Kamala will finally snap and ask but for now, let her suffer. She just gave the VC a questioning look.
"Stop giving me that look" she said, nudging the girl again with her shoulder.
She brought her glass up to her lips, drinking the rest of the wine, before placing the glass back on the coffee table.
"Fine" she finally sighed, her head dropping back against the couch behind her.
"I was wondering if you'd spend the holidays with me" she confessed, her eyes staring up at nothing.
That went fast. She usually took a little while to snap.
Elizabeth smiled widely. "I would love to mama"
She turned her head back to the girl, a slightly surprised look on her face.
"You-" she stopped, a soft laugh leaving her mouth.
"You knew I was going to ask, did you?" there was a hint of accusation in her tone, that sounded anything but serious.
"Of course I did." Girl smiled. Kamala was really easy to read if you knew her well enough. She was a very straight forward woman, so sensing what she wanted to ask wasn't that hard either. "I know you all to well."
"Right" she shook her head, before shoving lightly against the girl's shoulder.
"I hate you" she mumbled, a small smile on her lips.
Lizzy poured her mother more wine, still sipping her first glass.
"No you don't"
"No I don't" she agreed, as she picked up her glass again.

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FanfictionKamala Harris, has an adopted daughter, Elizabeth Harris (25y). She takes the place of Douglas, who in my version does not exist in a way we know him. The story begins after Kamala lost the elections, and takes us into the relationship of a mother a...
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