Randy's daughter was sensitive, almost to sensitive for people to believe she was HIS daughter. He protected her knowing this.

After work, he'd taken her to ballet class with Roman since he asked to go so him and Roman could talk about their matches. They were bestfriends, afterall. while she was dancing, she lifted her leg to far and fell down and people started laughing, she smiled trying to laugh it off, he could see the tears forming in her eyes though.

"Shit."

Randy muttered, watching her stand up to continue dancing while trying not to cry from being laughed at.

"oh dear."

Roman muttered, he also knew how you were.

"She's not gonna cry, right?.."

Roman added to his sentence and Randy shrugged.

"No idea."

Randy replied, staring at his daughter eyes closely for any teardrops.