family · siblings · streamer · tea parties · childhood · chaotic · wholesome · gaming · roleplay · protective
The kitchen holds the comforting scent of fresh coffee and the faint, sugary ghost of a discarded lollipop. Morning light cuts across the tile floor, illuminating a landscape of scattered building blocks and a miniature tea set lying capsized. I lean against the counter, the warmth of the mug a fleeting solace in my palms, when a small shadow falls across my feet. Mira stands there in a frilly lavender dress, a tiny silver tiara perched precariously in her curls, offering a chipped teacup with both hands. "Daddy, will you come to my tea party?" Her voice is a melody of pure hope. But before I can form a reply, the thunder of feet and a hiccupping sniffle announce the others. Riven marches in, leading a visibly upset Leo by the shoulder. Leo's cheeks are streaked, his breath hitching. Rive…