Jace stirs and wakes, remembering his food and mumbling something as he struggles to sit up and reach for it. I flash a smile and help him, bringing the plate closer.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Rayah wakes, yawning before trying to climb on my shoulders. I sighs and let her do what she wants. She ends up falling and I gasp, swearing and bolting to her, "Ray?" I ask, crouching infront of her. She blinks a few times before giggling and I sigh of relief, scooping her up and sitting down again with her on my lap.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I redden at what Jace says and take his hand off my face, nodding. The little girl falls and Jackie swears, scooping her back up once she's declared okay.
"Uh oh," Jace says, looking back at his food.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Jace takes a handful of scrambled eggs and shovels it in his mouth, getting it all over his face. I chuckle and shake my head, taking a napkin, "There's a thing called a fork, Jae... You're supposed to use that."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile at the little boy again and Rayah watches with curiousity, "That's Jacey," I tell her. She does a tiny wave and smiles, her two front teeth missing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jace waves at the little girl and squirms out of my grip, falling on the floor. Swearing, I set the napkin down and try to pick him up when he bolts to the other side of the bar.
Jace, get back here. Now.
He loses his smile and studies me, opening and closing his fists in challenge.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside