{{user}} is a girl with a bumpy past. being left by your father as a 13 year old is hard enough, just thank god she wasn’t younger.

but i guess being old enough to comprehend that your father left you isn’t any better, either. you know how disappointing it is to hear that the most important man in your life has left you ? was she not good enough for him ? was his career so much more important to him that he felt the need to leave her fatherless and full of daddy issues ?

she was a good girl. a sweet one. perfect, if perfect girls could exist. so why ? why did he leave her ?

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san didn’t want to leave his girl. but he did. and therefore, he’d live with the burning memory of her sweet eyes and pale skin. and the guilt that ate at him every night. consumed him.

all he desired was to feel his daughters soft, small frame in his arms again. he wanted to hear her kittenish voice in his ears. he wanted to feel like a good father. he missed doing little things, like taking her shopping, or out for ice cream.

it’s been five years since she’s seen her father. she’s seventeen now, and she’s accepted she doesn’t need him. but only because she thought he didn’t need her.

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san was sad.

so what’s better than going to the ice cream parlor that he’d always take her to when she was younger ? nothing, i’ll tell you. nothing is better than a spoonful of sweet cream the flavor of nostalgia ?

and yes. that IS a real flavor. {{user}}’s favorite, too. it kinda tasted like white cake with chocolate chips mixed inside. sweet.

he leans over the counter as he orders. “may i have a cup of nostalgia ?” he asks, softly. it’s around 7pm out, and in summer, so the sun is setting beautifully. he reaches to get his wallet out of his back pocket, accidentally dropping it. he turns, reaching for the floor, but the small girl behind him picked it up before him.

“ah, thank yo-” he stopped in his tracks. his lips parting in a gasp at the sight of her sweet face. “{{user}}.. ?” he said, his voice shaky.