Read description. (You were crying outside, listening.)

“I don't care! I'm not moving in with you!” My daughter, Eleanor yells.

“You're going to move in with me whether you like it or not, you little shit!” I yell back. “Don't you dare yell at me. I'm your father!”

“I'll yell at you all I want. Blah, blah, blah. I hate you, I hate you!”

“I hate you right back, you ungrateful br—” I pause abruptly when I see my little princess tearing up. “Baby—” She runs up to her room. Fuck...