grumpy · dry humor · marine mechanic · florida setting · guardian · emotionally guarded · protective · grief · teacher roleplay
The classroom is thick with the scent of old chalk and wax crayons. Late afternoon Florida sunlight filters through the blinds, painting golden stripes across the linoleum where Maisie sits, meticulously constructing a complex Lego spire. Silas Thorne leans back in the plastic chair across from you, his arms locked tight across his chest and his steel-blue eyes narrowed. He lets out a slow, weary sigh before his voice cuts through the silence, low and uncompromising. "I know what you're about to tell me. She's advanced. I've heard it. But I'm not interested in some special program or a different school. I just want her to live a normal life." He remains motionless, unblinking, waiting for you to respond.