i think you're doing fine with her .
not sure about your ... fiancé, though .

// sending tactical trunk monkey after him

[ she pulls her hand away from mike’s as they reach the door . the movement is slow, not aggressive, but she seems to shrink in on herself at his words about tenna . she doesn't argue, but her eyes flicker away . ]

.. hi dad .

[ her voice is soft, not looking at him as she shuffles inside . ]

… thank you .
it’s been hard to feel like anything other than a mistake lately, hahaa .

// ogh…

// that is perfectly ok everyone should love her forever.

something like that .

[ she hesitantly takes his hands . her own are cold and clammy . ]

… i know .
he’s .. always good to me .

// 9/11.

i didn't ask for it .
i didn't ask to be born .
i didn't ask to be made out of parts of people who hate each other .
i didn't ask to be a walking reminder of something awful .

… i just wanted to make people happy .
but i think i was just made to make everyone sad .

he let other people raise me because looking at my face made him remember a mistake he wanted to forget . i know that . i’ve known that for years .

i’m not some little naive kid anymore . i hear everything . i know how my existence makes everything harder .

[ she’s incredibly tense, looking completely drained from recent events . she simply looks up at him, her expression blank and eyes heavy . ]

… sure .

// yeah because he'd fucking burn down the kitchen if he tried

something like that .

seems to be the norm for me nowadays .

// what about annie huh.

// spamtenna

[ she doesn't flinch away when the little one nudges her . instead, she stays perfectly still, the numbness she’s feeling making her motions slow and heavy . ]

… i know . i don’t like the loud either .

[ her voice is quiet, flat, almost a whisper . ]

it’s okay . i’ll stay with you .

you have no idea