CW/TW: Sexual incinuation, vaping, guns go bang bang, swearing
Bdubs: November 20AF (11 years before current day)
"Dad"
"Yes moss ball?"
"Why are you never around anymore?"
"I'm here right now, am I not?"
"But only on weekends though"
"I'm not following"
"Like, on weekends you come over and take me to the park but then the rest of the week you're gone"
"Oh I see now"
"Yeah, Mom keeps saying something about divorce?"
"Really? I'll need to talk to her about that"
"Dad"
"Yes?"
"What's divorce?"
"Next question please"
"Dad!!"
"What'd I do?"
"Why does Scar never want to come to the park with us?"
"I don't know, maybe he doesn't like the park"
"But he comes here with Mom after you leave"
"Maybe he wants to just hang out with Mom"
"Okay"
...
"Dad"
"Yes Mr. I ask a lot of questions?"
"How rude"
"It's the truth though"
"Hmph"
"What did you wanna ask?"
"... I forget"
"Forgot not forget"
"Same thing"
"No it's not"
"Can you push me on the swing?"
"Sure thing"
"Oh wait I remember; are you mad at Mom?"
"... No"
"Promise?"
"I'm not mad at her"
"Okay... can I swing now?"
"Of course"
Etho: Saturday – March 22nd 20AR – 10:31 pm
I am so fucking pissed at her.
Eyes stared me down as I crossed the balcony. My sight was set on the red head sat near the edge, drinking her life away like tomorrow didn't exist. Surrounded by ladies and men who all thought they had a chance of advancing further down the line: I regret how far I got. She saw me approaching and a frown crossed her face but only briefly. Resuming her poker face, she raised her head in pride. "Well if it isn't...".
Before she could finish, I knocked her drink out of her hand. The shatter silenced the wild party almost instantly. "You're in a mood, aren't you?" she teased. "Wanna bet?" I snarled as I pulled out a pistol from my coat. "With you and what army?!" she laughed. Right on cue, the door was knocked down.
