“ why are you surprised ? i told you this would happen. ” tone is clipped, and it’s colored brightly in vindication. fingers slide into the tight pocket of sky blue jeans, phone held to her ear as she walks a little ways away from the noise of shifting furniture. “ you’re her father and i love you, but figure it out. ” she spots a familiar form when her chin lifts and waves. “ i’ll call you back, promise —— sylvia ! ” [ @sylvivs ]












