#kirk lassiter

[incorrectunwind]

Kirk: I know you sneaked out last night, Connor.

Connor [thinking]: Play dumb!

Connor [out loud]: Who’s Connor?

[incorrectunwind]

Kirk Lassiter: I want you to be the very best version of yourself that you can be.

Connor: What if this is the best version?

[incorrectunwind]

I’m teaching my son that the sun goes down every night because it’s mad at him. Probably gonna write a book on parenting at some point.

Kirk Lassiter

[incorrectunwind]

You seem troubled.  Of course, that’s a primary aspect of your personality, so I sometimes ignore it.

Kirk Lassiter to Connor, Unwind

[incorrectunwind]

Kirk Lassiter: Okay, worst-case scenario. Say you never feel like a father.

Connor: Uh-huh.

Kirk: Say your son never feels connected to you, as one. Say all of his relationships are affected by this.

Connor: Do you have a point?

Kirk: You know, you’d think I would...

[bradley-herondale]

"...Meanwhile, in their front yard, several pieces of paper are taken by the breeze to be victimized by shrubs and sprinklers and tires, until nothing remains but illegible pulp, never to be read by anyone, ripe only for the bedding of bird nests and the harsh spinning whisk of tomorrow morning's street sweeper."