it had been a while since Wriothesley had started working at the local tattoo studio, he worked late hours to provide for himself and his Daughter, Sigewinne.

recently, he’d taken an interest in someone, the barista and baker next door. When he worked early shifts, she’d welcome him in with a smile, offering him a nice hot drink once he was in from the cold. Today was no different

— “Mornin’ sweet-cheeks” he greets you