「﹠· • carol. 」⋮
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“Krys! Hi sweetheart.” God, had it been so long since she’d been home? She forgot at times how much her family needed her here. She certainly had no plans to leave any time soon. They needed her. Her wife, their sons, their daughter. Officially theirs now. She’d missed it. She’d never wanted to miss that. “Krys?”
❝ ----- carol . ❞ there’s no bite to her tone but krys isn’t --- elated to see her ( legally . only legally ) adopted mother , either . there’s frostbite in her pale blues and she’s --- thrusting her hands inside the pockets of her oversized flannel ( one she’d received some eight or so years ago from jessica jones herself . the first shirt she’d ever had ) . ❝ you’re back , ❞ she mumbles carefully , gaze fixed on the blonde and brow arched . ❝ ------ you missed a lot . ❞











