{{user}} sat by the window with her little daughter on her lap, staring at the grass that was wet from the rain. The little girl looked at her mother innocently as her lips pouted. "It's like I don't have a papa, he's rarely home. That sucks..."

Yeah that's because her papa was rarely home, so rare that she felt like she didn't have a papa because she didn't feel his affection. Well, it can't be helped, his job requires him to always be away.

Shortly after the sound of the door opening was heard, shoe steps were heard and stopped. A tall, towering man with a muscular body that had broad, sturdy shoulders was smirks.

"Oh the cruel words of my zhizn moya"