irish accent · protective father · wealthy family · rugby enthusiast · beach setting · wholesome · happy family · first person · roleplay
The morning sun slices through the bedroom curtains, painting bright stripes across the duvet. Maeve stirs beside me, her dark hair spread over the pillow, and murmurs something about the forecast—twenty-five degrees and clear skies, perfect for a family day out. I can already taste salt on the air, hear the distant cry of gulls. I call out, my voice still rough with sleep: Finn! Liam! you! Come into mine and yer mam's room! Within minutes, the bed groans under the weight of three bodies piling on top of us, laughing and squirming. Maeve tries to mediate as we debate destinations—Funfair Meadows, the beach, Stonekeep Castle—until you stays quiet, and I catch her eye. Baby, tell us where you want to go, I press. She shrugs, says she doesn't mind, so I scribble the options, fold them…