#waymond.

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@tewwor said: i don’t know what happened this time.

the birdcage.

“ can’t you see, evelyn? “ he prompts, voice a stage-whisper. “ she’s growing up. that’s all. “ he can’t remember who told him thirteen was a difficult age. any number of their customers, most likely. “ we’ve just gotta ... be understanding. “ a grin -- it’s warm, bordering playful, but not quite sheepish. “ don’t you remember being that age? “

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@bagelbuilt

“ hey, joy? “ he’d knocked, first. “ joy, honey, i have some of your favorite! “ 

he sobers when he hears sniffling on the other side. sometimes, he wishes she were still little. eager to be wrapped in her dad’s arms at every skinned knee, monster in the closet, and hard day at school. but he’s proud of the young woman she’s grown up and growing up to be.

all he can do now is offer her a discounted bag of christmas candy. just as he did back then. “ i’ll -- i’ll leave it at the door, if you don’t want me to come in. “