i ditched my daughter for the weekend to go to coachella, she’s still mad at me but it was worth it and the sunburn i have now is probably just karma

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i ditched my daughter for the weekend to go to coachella, she’s still mad at me but it was worth it and the sunburn i have now is probably just karma

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lily mayweather’s softer counterpart, maddox seidel, here at your service. i’m the girl that your baby is calling daddy and the one with the tongue as dangerous as her fingers. i have a ten year old daughter who had the claim of being kurt cobain’s granddaughter for all of a couple years but now she knows the title and won’t let it go so don’t tell her anything. come dance with me at indecisivedaddy.
our mantra. my daughter is hyper sensitive, little too much like me, and this is what we say when she’s having a panic attack or she had a hard day at school or before she’s leaving my side. getting ready to go to hawaii means that we’ve been saying it a lot but she’s going to be okay, it’ll be our first time apart for an entire week and i don’t know how either of us are going to do but i’m so proud of my bear for doing her best. consider this meeting arya.
Verbatim || hunter!AU
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How any years had it been now? Five? Six? Long enough that the deep breathing of the boy next to her had long since been forgotten, that much was true. If anything the way it whistled slightly under the whisper of the radio playing some mainstream trash soothed the woman enough that the pain in her thigh seemed to melt away.
They’d been traveling together — working together for long enough that it was almost as if they could have been an odd sort of family. He was a jerk from time to time, sure, but nothing worse than that. The kid had undeniable skill and the reaction times of a cobra. It was impressive, even for a more seasoned hunter such as herself. In fact, she was proud of him, really.
That was why they were headed to this town, this stupid little town in the middle of nowhere. They were going to take the week off, eat some soul food and sweets, sleep in, and just relax while her leg healed. Give the poor boy some normalcy that wasn’t living and killing with some weird chick she was sure he loved at least a little bit. But first, they’d stay the night in a sleazy motel and finish the trip tomorrow so she didn’t fall asleep behind the wheel.
Black tipped fingers poked at a paler cheek, lips tilted up in a grin.
“Wakey-wakey, kiddo.”