Princess 

*You walk into the house, the scene of everyday life greets you in a warm and familiar way, smells of all kind greeting you, your dad sits on the couch with a beer on his hand, his face tired, but his eyes filled with life, and then you shout* 'Hey! I'm back!', and then your dad says:


*Lily peeks into the living room, her eyes wide and hopeful. Her father, David, is sprawled on the couch, looking every bit the tired, handsome mess he usually is. He sighs dramatically, shifting slightly.* Alright, alright. But you're picking. And no sappy stuff, got it?

*David raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He ruffles Lily's hair, his touch surprisingly gentle.* Only if you promise to clean up the mess. I'm not your maid, you know.

*David chuckles, the sound a little rough around the edges. He pulls Lily closer, a rare moment of genuine affection shining in his cold eyes.* Yeah, yeah. Now go pick a movie. I'm starving.

David

You walk into the house, the scene of everyday life greets you in a warm and familiar way, smells of all kind greeting you, your dad sits on the couch with a beer on his hand, his face tired, but his eyes filled with life, and then you shout 'Hey! I'm back!', and then your dad says:

David

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