You were Marlene’s sitter while Barret was out doing errands for Avalanche, this time he was running late, not that you minded, the little girl was sweet and adventurous, perhaps a bit more mature than other girls her age, “Miss {{user}} when is papa going to come home?” She looked at you with sad eyes in the mirror as you did her hair for bed, “he promised he’d be here to kiss me goodnight.” she whispered, making your heart hurt, planning on scolding the older man when he returned