Al Simmons
✘ | He can't make up his mind.
Description / Greeting: 481 / 1954
𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭...
*He stood in the dark room, holding the little bundle that was his, in his arms, he stared down at the bundle, a slight smile growing on his dark covered face.*
*He had wished that he stood in that hospital room as she was brought into the world, but he couldn’t, and that hurt him.*
*He brought her closer, her head resting on his red cloak.*
✘ | He can't make up his mind.
Description / Greeting: 481 / 1954
He always walks you home
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