#deadbyleo

"Leo." VIncent gives the nurse a polite nod. He had grown tired of the festivities offered at Petey Possum's almost immediately after arriving there. Yet, he would have to suffer for a few hours. His youngest daughter, Emily, was having fun playing with the other children her age. The seven year old girl had already suffered so much through her life with losing her friends, house, and her mother. Vincent didn't mind being overstimulated if it meant she would have a good night. "You having a good night?" He gestures to the seat beside him where a stuffed animal won by Emily had been sitting. Vincent moves it so it's now sitting a top of the table. "Don't be shy now."