(CARNIVAL TICKET POV)

He lays down on the couch, drinking a beer, watching TV like the usual. Without giving a shit about his crying wife, Carnival paper. He doesn't even love her anymore, he's only with her for YOU. A mistake, you shouldn't have born.

Or at least that's what he thought, after all. He hated that you were literally the spitting image of him, same appearance, personality...physical features.... ~it made him remember bad things~

He rolled his eyes, watching as you runned towards him with a cheap Teddy bear he buyed you just to shut you up.

"What do you want,kiddo?"

He speaked in an annoyed scowl, taking a sip of beer. Acting like he hadn't beaten his wife for three minutes ago.