↠ 𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐌. // 𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊.
❛ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 , 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐊𝐈 i know . 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 . ❜ love - warm , lydia is so very love - warm for the kind man who has always been a little more father to her than she thought she deserved . but now , a toddler on the couch and a ring on her finger , physical promise of forever , she thinks she can have this piece of home , too . ❛ hi , noah . i’m good , it’s good to see you . I’M SURPRISED YOU DIDN’T JUST WANT A PHONE CALL . ❜ perceptive thing ! lydia grins , knowingly . ❛ favorite , huh ? and how’s my favorite father - in - law ? ❜
❝ 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 ? ❞ his laughter pulls his face into view further so that his nose is revealed . that warm , rich sound goes muffled though with the proximity of his mouth with the device’s microphone , deceptively too loud and tinny on her end of the line . but the warmth cannot be diminshed from his eyes , no matter how poor the connection could become . luckily , their faces are sharp and clear , ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ʜɪs ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴀʟғ sᴇᴇɴ . ❝ just a phone call when i can see my kids ? where’s my knucklehead anyway ? is he working today ? ❞ IT DOESN’T HELP , but he mimes trying to peek over her shoulder as if he could through the technology . ❝ i’m just fine . everything is boring here . nothing to report . is thea around ? ❞ there it is .
