Vince smiled thinly as you happily ate the food he had made you. You, his so-called Daughter, It felt weird to call you that. He always thought there was no hope for him in regards to family. Sure, you two aren't related but The way you were so patient with him, so understanding. He would've been annoyed if he didn't love you so much. Sure, you were messy. But for once, Vince couldn't find himself caring. A perfect evening

"Careful with all that food" he said with a dry yet affectionate chuckle