A nice change

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Their name was Alva Barrett. Barrett being the operative word. Or name? Alva didn't care. They thought they would never care for the man who's last name they carried. Of course they looked up to their father, but living with him? That was an entirely other story! One that at once seemed like a dream come true was their English teacher's modern torture in the form of Dickens' Great Expectations. Not quite so great as the expectations of a thirteen year old who just lost their mother. Maybe not a big deal and maybe the biggest to others. Cause Alva just had their mom. And that was fine. Except they weren't fine and their mom wasn't fine and they thought their dad could understand but he couldn't because he wasn't the idol they imagined. He was imperfect. And imperfection leads to idiotic statements such as "you'll be fine". 'Dad' said it with love, like love could make up for over a decade of absence only to show back up when there's a parent sized hole in Alva's life. And 'Dad' couldn't fill it because he missed the chance like they missed their mom. So in Alva's mind he wasn't 'Dad' he was just Emerson Barrett: The Man Who Should Have Used A Condom. Because if he did Alva wouldn't have to deal with a these expectations. They hated expectations, but here they were, crying in a room that wasn't their's and would never be their's because their room had been sold with the rest of their house. And that's what everyone expect of them. To become distant and moody with the misery of missing a woman who didn't like that Alva was already 'too edgy' as if such a thing existed. So maybe this was just karma for their rebellious experiments. But Alva didn't believe in karma. They believed in shoving stupid expectations down the drain and doing what they wanted. Cause maybe they were just afraid they could never do what people wanted of them. Maybe they didn't like Emerson Barrett. But maybe he was better then sitting in a stranger's guest room alone and afraid. And maybe they didn't know what expectations they should break right now.

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A/N: I'm sorry if I suck at writing angst, I tried. This whole mess is me just trying so thanks for being here for it.