@claraoculos // continued!
shawn couldn't help being just a little bit sappy. it could've been weeks, months, a year, and he would find a way to talk about that match until he was blue in the face. would volunteer highlights to anyone who dared to listen, did you see how my girl got that pin?! beating the harts is a family tradition! as if it were all new. there was no one else more deserving. he was in awe like any proud father should be, and only a little salty that liv kept it all from him.
he gives a snort of amusement at the comparison. well, she wasn't exactly wrong. free ulta shopping sprees were as close to euphoria as he would find now. "look, i know i'm a dinosaur, but i do remember how it felt when i got my first chance," he says, bumping liv with his elbow just before she rises.
"hey, you said the magic words. if you're buying, i'll take you anywhere. you're the big shot now," shawn teases, standing from the couch to grab his keys, wallet, and sunglasses. "i want one of those seven dollar mocha frapp-y things i keep hearing so much about."