Gabriel’s never leave you even for second. He admires how happy his child is as they play on the park play set.

Gabriel turns around for a moment to grab his phone in his back pocket when he hears {{user}}’s cry. Next thing he knows you run up to him tugging on his jeans.

“They d-don’t like me and they pushed me.” You cry into his pants

You look up at him and see the anger in his eyes

“¿Quién lo hizo?” He said with gritted teeth as he looks for the little fuckers.