10-16-2019, 04:29 AM
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of course, hayley didn't notice anything about her surroundings. the woman, usually so keen, was entirely oblivious to the activities of her child, just as she didn't notice brendan moving by or pausing at the situation going on behind her. her eyes were instead trained on the page in front of her, one hand threaded through her hair and half gripping it in frustration and contemplation, the other gripping the pencil in hand firmly as she erased a note and scribbled something else.
then, brendan spoke. though she didn't look up, she paused in writing for a half second as she processed his words. would she (hope, she presumed) walk soon? the brunette lifted her head, still not turning, [color=#4A272E]❝soon, i suppose, but-❞ as she finally twisted her neck, her eyes shifted over the infant and the teenager, eyes immediately widening and pencil dropping from her hand. [color=#4A272E]❝oh my go- what?❞ she quickly stood, mirroring the infant with just a bit more grace, and hope offered them both a grin, glancing between the two in a show of smug pride.
[color=#4A272E]❝when did she start doing this?❞ she demanded immediately as she moved towards her daughter, lowering to her knees and glancing to brendan, as though expecting him to know.
of course, hayley didn't notice anything about her surroundings. the woman, usually so keen, was entirely oblivious to the activities of her child, just as she didn't notice brendan moving by or pausing at the situation going on behind her. her eyes were instead trained on the page in front of her, one hand threaded through her hair and half gripping it in frustration and contemplation, the other gripping the pencil in hand firmly as she erased a note and scribbled something else.
then, brendan spoke. though she didn't look up, she paused in writing for a half second as she processed his words. would she (hope, she presumed) walk soon? the brunette lifted her head, still not turning, [color=#4A272E]❝soon, i suppose, but-❞ as she finally twisted her neck, her eyes shifted over the infant and the teenager, eyes immediately widening and pencil dropping from her hand. [color=#4A272E]❝oh my go- what?❞ she quickly stood, mirroring the infant with just a bit more grace, and hope offered them both a grin, glancing between the two in a show of smug pride.
[color=#4A272E]❝when did she start doing this?❞ she demanded immediately as she moved towards her daughter, lowering to her knees and glancing to brendan, as though expecting him to know.
[b][i]make your girlfriend mad tight, [color=#4A272E]might seduce your dad type