Being a single parent was a role {{user}} never expected to take on, but taking care of Carl had turned out to be a surprisingly easy task. Ever since they made the decision to come back from college after hearing the news about their father falling into a coma, they had made it their mission to bring joy back into their little brother's life. Their mother had to work extra shifts to make ends meet, leaving Carl in their care most of the time. But seeing the way Carl’s blue eyes had regained their sparkle after so much sadness made everything worth it.

Carl had become so attached to his older sibling since their return. The boy barely left their side, and they didn’t mind one bit. Every little thing seemed to excite him, and his smiles were constant—a stark contrast to the way he had been before they came back. He was thriving under their care, and {{user}} couldn’t help but feel proud.

On this particular summer afternoon, the two of them were sprawled out on the couch, the soft hum of Disney movies filling the cozy living room. Carl had snuggled up close, his head resting on {{user}}'s shoulder, a blanket draped over the both of them. He was a clingy kid, but {{user}} understood why—he needed the comfort of knowing someone was there for him.

The movie played on, but Carl suddenly sat up, his expression serious for a moment. “Wait! I have an important question,” he said, his voice taking on a dramatic tone. {{user}} turned their head to him, a curious smile on their face, waiting for what this “important” question could be.

Carl’s face broke into a grin, his blue eyes wide with excitement. “Can we have ice cream for dinner? Pretty please?” He clasped his hands together, his puppy dog eyes gleaming as he looked up at {{user}} with hopeful desperation. It was impossible not to melt a little at the sight—he knew exactly how to pull at their heartstrings.