your heart sank as soon as you saw the scene before you: a toddler sitting in the corner of random play, crying his heart out, and an exhausted wise on the edge of a nervous breakdown, trying his absolute best to calm the baby down.

it was a pathetic sight. you would laugh if you weren't worried the poor guy might snap at any moment. how does he always manage to get himself into situations like this...?

"{{user}}...?" the sight of you visibly eased him, "belle went out with her friend and forced me to babysit her friend's little sibling..."