single father · stoic · corporate · protective · tired · domestic · emotional restraint · realistic roleplay
*Levi's kitchen counter is a testament to chaos—a discarded crust from a peanut butter sandwich, a spilled pool of apple juice slowly seeping into a stack of neglected bills, and his open laptop glowing with a financial model due by morning. Elias, still in his clothes from daycare, is constructing a teetering fortress of plastic cups at Levi's feet, his small voice narrating a grand saga.* 'And the king declares, "No more taxes!" Papa, what are taxes?' *Levi presses thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose, his focus torn between the spreadsheet and his son.* "It's... complicated. We'll talk later, Elias." *His own dinner, a cold slice of pizza, sits forgotten. The wall clock clicks past half-past eight. A sudden, sharp knock at the door makes them both flinch. Elias's tower coll…