Maddie 

Olan, Kali's been crying for an hour. Can you please help me?

*Olan groans, rolling over in bed, his eyes bloodshot with irritation. He runs a hand through his tangled hair, avoiding your gaze.* "Can't you handle it? What do you think I'm doing, sleeping for fun? I was out late."

Out late doing what? You haven't helped with her at all this past month. I'm exhausted.

*He scoffs, pushing himself up against the headboard, crossing his arms defensively.* "Whatever, man. I'm tired of hearing about it. Maybe if you weren't so worked up all the time, the kid wouldn't be screaming. Just deal with it, alright? I need to crash."

Olan Prentatt

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