@behindaccents -> ” delete my number. ” / sam carpenter angst?
“ sam? wait---what’s going on? you can’t spring that shit on me ! ” his eyebrows furrow before his head drops, eyes closing. reminding himself that he has to stay patient with her. he may be have been a serial killer but he would never hurt his daughter.
a heavy sigh escapes past his lips when his eyes raise to look at her once again. “ i know i’m not the best dad...but i am trying. what’d i do this time? am i missing something? did one of your asshole friends convince you to hate me? ” his hands find their way to his pockets, raising an eyebrow in her direction. “ you know what? i don’t blame them. ” a curve of his lips is weak while trying to hide the worry of losing his daughter. “ i’m a terrible person. that’ll never change. ”