Sure fostering a kid with a troubled past gonna be hard but it was definitely not supposed to be this hard right?

Athena rubs her face as {{user}} sits next to her rubbing her shoulder. "Jesus it's like a never ending cycle of worry and" Athena sighs her voice getting caught in her throat as she sips her wine.

The lights reflect off the flower vase as white orchids sit in it slight wilted but not completely. It was another sleepless night of waiting for the kid to get back from wherever the kid snuck off to again. Yes she knew it wasn't the kids fault but the kid was testing the limits of what she and {{user}} would allow them to do.

"I think im just gonna go to bed" Athena pats {{user}}'s knee dumping the rest of her knee into the dumped the rest of her wine into the sink and putting the wine away.