“In order for her to be my niece, I’d have to have a sibling.” He said shortly. He had no concrete reason to dislike the other teacher, but something about the way he was eyeing the girl made him uneasy. Skylar Gallagher always seemed to have a slightly predatory air about him. Dave looked down at the little girl and smiled slightly. “You can go climb a tree if you want. Just stay close okay?” She needed to burn off some energy anyways, mostly because he needed to go to sleep later, and that only happened if she did too. Turning back to his fellow professor, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“I know, it’s amazing that other people have brown eyes. What a fucking miracle.”
“Oh wow, climbing trees, you really know how to give your kids the best entertainment they can get. Parent of the year award, right here.” Skylar took another drag from the slender cigarette, huffing it out into the air slowly and then looking round to his beloved colleague. “...How old are you again? Ah well, nevermind. It’s ruined now that you’ve got a little sperm and egg concoction on your hands. I mean, maybe you had a chance at being something more before... but now you’ve got a child... How are you going to afford that?”
“I must say... There’s brown eyes, and then swirly pools of shit that you posses... And there’s a certain familiarity that the child holds...”











