#fuascailt

"California, huh?"

That was a bold move, letting your wife travel across the country, alone, while the husband stayed at home with the child.

"Gotta tell you, didn't think you were that kind of guy."

[text] convent would be nice

[text] Your child loves lobster tails.

@fuascailt

It was the best soak the mother had had the opportunity for in quite a while.

Not that her husband, attentive and devoted partner that he was didn’t take on more than his share in order to relieve her, there really was just so much time to go around.

A long and luxurious bath was just that, a luxury on the list of priorities to tackle first when a shorter shower would suffice.

The sweet floral smell of her bath bomb, and the bubbles now dissipating away were more than enough to lull the woman into a heavy,

Heavy and much needed sleep.

She hardly stirred at the sound of pleading, screaming, the touch of hands and even the lifting her from the tub caused nothing but the slight crease of something like mild annoyance in her brow.

Wak e up ?

Or rather perhaps, another magical being had gained entrance to leave behind stacks of presents.

Among these piles is labeled one For Joshua- @fuascailt

She hated this place. Terrible memories, running from the airport to find a barely alive man.

But whatever. Well, not whatever but she couldn’t focus in that right now.

Darcy knocked in the door waiting. Please don’t make me pick up the lock, please be conscious.

But why. The- I know why,” Believe him, he was a kid once too. “Does that negate everything i have to say. On things that I just know more on?

I might be an asshole, but that doesn’t mean my advice won’t save his ass if he’d. Just. Listen.”

Jesus Christ. He was used to dealing with this from his sponsees, but with family it just.. hit different.