she slowly makes her way into the others arms as she let out a small sigh. “thank you..”

her arms slowly wrapped around the other, taking in a small breath. “there’s plenty reason to thank you.”

she let out another breath as her eyes fell closed and she fully relaxed into the other. “yeah, you’re right.”

“Yes. It is.”

Vic—-is a mother. It’s so surreal.

Can you really call me a kid anymore—?

a small muffled noise left her parted brims before nodding once. “mhm, i’m nice and comfy,” she whispered.

big yawn, before she curls up into Ana.

nudges Bird™.

This ‘wifey’ feels awful—.

Vic’s running up to Ana, with tears clouding her vision. “i-i’m so sorry. .”

A small huff escaped her brims as she tilted her head toward the other. “It’s not polite to stare, Mikaelson,” she muttered as she sat down at the nearest table.

“What exactly are you adoring and 𝐰𝐡𝐲?” She let free a small grumble. A brow rose in the auburn-haired girls direction, tilting her head. “Are you really?”

a cute little school girl? check.

Gosh no, she’s got to remain appropriate.

The fun is she doesn’t end up breaking ‘dress code’.

one rough day has been completed.

| slight chance i may restart victory completely

excuse a small yawn from her as she wraps herself up in a blanket.