𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐘. [ 𝐋𝐁. ] :currently editing!

| "TO BE OR NOT TO BE,"

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| UNDER YOUR
CLOSED EYELIDS by
ISABELLE ANTENA!

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[ A/N: i added a fc for maddie
in case you wanna check that
out ;) . enjoy! ]

"that, is the question," madison cites her own soliloquy, turning the key to her grandfather's exuberant home. "ah!" she rejoices as the lock clicks.

she closes and locks the door behind herself, looking around the home she hadn't been in since she was fourteen.

"this shit almost looks like a palace," she wanders until she finds the wooden corridor that led to his office.

she pushes the door open a little, seeing her grandfather's bald head faced down, sitting at the desk.

"grandpa," she whispers.

he turns around, and his calm face resorts to an alarmed one. he rushed to his granddaughter,

"he didn't hit you, did he?" he examines her skin that was visible.

"no," she chuckles. "i just feel like i'm done." she shakes her head and shrugs a little.

after lamelo told her about him
being traded from the lakers to
the hornets, she was secretly
joyous. because she knew about
something he didn't—

such as her grandparents, who
lived in rock hill, only roughly
a half hour away from the city.

since madison was rejected from
her parents, her grandparents
have been even more open to
supporting her.

and those rides that madison would
go on after they would argue?
she would be talking on the phone
with her grandfather.

he always offered a roof over her head
and money in her pockets.
she would never take it, but she was
always beyond grateful for him
caring more than the people
that primarily raised her.