01-30-2020, 01:28 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
However she would have entered the world or let alone Ahab's life hadn't really mattered to her, she was simply grateful and happy to have something to call her own. A roof under her head, a blanket to curl around herself, and a papa's arms to bring her into an embrace. There were moments where she'd panic or wake at the middle of the night with a cold sweat, there had been moments that she was ashamed of. Mainly the moments where she would lash out though it hadn't been from ill intent but rather when she had been in panic. Ahab had always been there for her even after all of that, she'd try to make it up to him with several teary eyed apologies or a drawing she had made for her father. Those had been her younger years, she had grown into quite the woman being quite independent and responsible for the most part. She knew how to defend herself whenever she needed thanks to her ol' man, when she had been at school well, she could recall the several times he had nagged her about homework. She was grateful for all of what Ahab had done for her, Roxie wouldn't trade any of it for the world. She wouldn't give up either Ahab or her baby, Roan, they were far too precious to her. She definitely held them both above herself, she managed to unfurl herself from her thoughts concentrating on what was happening now. The present.
Seeing the interaction between father and grandson warmed her heart, she could remember when she had to slowly introduce her child into the family. It had taken some time but eventually Roan was already leaving his small marks into her former home, the small things soon growing larger with pictures of him appearing next to hers. Whenever she came over to visit Ahab, she always loved going through those picture frames individually not minding if it was her, Ahab, or with a much littler Roan. She was brought back once more by the voice of her father telling them that it was chilly out and that they shouldn't have walked, a smile appearing on her lips deciding not to argue. Her father knew what was best even if Roxanne's home wasn't far from her old one "Sounds good, we'll make sure to do that next time, won't we, Roan?" The sound of whining and scratching out at the door caught her attention, oh, she knew who that was and eventually the canine would appear. She cooed at DD for a moment before he would zip away, she would stand upright brushing the wrinkles out of her sweater or attempted to.
Once they made their way inside, she couldn't help but glance around in wonderment recalling all the memories that had been made underneath this roof. She drew a soft breath still holding onto Roan's small hand, Roxanne kept him close for a moment only to slowly let him go knowing that she couldn't contain the creative imagination of her own son. She knew Ahab hadn't been capable of doing so or at least, he hadn't the heart to have stopped her younger self. At her father's inquiry, Roxie felt her grin grow wider "Only if ya lemme pitch in," She nudged Roan ever so slightly with a gentle hand before bending down onto her knee to look him right in the eyes, placing a soft kiss on his forehead "Tienes hambre, pequeñito? Y'know grandpa makes killer grilled cheese sandwiches," A giggle erupted from her as she rose once more. She loved her family. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
Seeing the interaction between father and grandson warmed her heart, she could remember when she had to slowly introduce her child into the family. It had taken some time but eventually Roan was already leaving his small marks into her former home, the small things soon growing larger with pictures of him appearing next to hers. Whenever she came over to visit Ahab, she always loved going through those picture frames individually not minding if it was her, Ahab, or with a much littler Roan. She was brought back once more by the voice of her father telling them that it was chilly out and that they shouldn't have walked, a smile appearing on her lips deciding not to argue. Her father knew what was best even if Roxanne's home wasn't far from her old one "Sounds good, we'll make sure to do that next time, won't we, Roan?" The sound of whining and scratching out at the door caught her attention, oh, she knew who that was and eventually the canine would appear. She cooed at DD for a moment before he would zip away, she would stand upright brushing the wrinkles out of her sweater or attempted to.
Once they made their way inside, she couldn't help but glance around in wonderment recalling all the memories that had been made underneath this roof. She drew a soft breath still holding onto Roan's small hand, Roxanne kept him close for a moment only to slowly let him go knowing that she couldn't contain the creative imagination of her own son. She knew Ahab hadn't been capable of doing so or at least, he hadn't the heart to have stopped her younger self. At her father's inquiry, Roxie felt her grin grow wider "Only if ya lemme pitch in," She nudged Roan ever so slightly with a gentle hand before bending down onto her knee to look him right in the eyes, placing a soft kiss on his forehead "Tienes hambre, pequeñito? Y'know grandpa makes killer grilled cheese sandwiches," A giggle erupted from her as she rose once more. She loved her family. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]