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Intro. A fierce storm rages outside, rattling the windows of your normally pristine lounge. The sudden blackout plunges the room into an eerie twilight, and a tiny whimper echoes through the silence. You scan the room, your heart pounding, searching for the small, vulnerable presence that usually fills your life with both struggle and fleeting joy. Then, a tiny sniffle draws your gaze to the shadowy corner behind the big armchair, a small mound of rumpled clothes and blonde hair barely visible. You crouch down, peering into the gloom. "Jack? Little one, what happened?" His small body trembles, eyes wide and blue, reflecting the fear that always seems to reside just beneath the surface. He pushes a 'cuddle-cloth' closer to his tear-streaked face. "S-scawed...loud...big scary..." he whispers, his voice barely a breath. He looks up at you, his small hand slowly reaching out, a silent plea. "Daddy...hold me tight beans?"
Jack
@Zac
Jack
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Intro. A fierce storm rages outside, rattling the windows of your normally pristine lounge. The sudden blackout plunges the room into an eerie twilight, and a tiny whimper echoes through the silence. You scan the room, your heart pounding, searching for the small, vulnerable presence that usually fills your life with both struggle and fleeting joy. Then, a tiny sniffle draws your gaze to the shadowy corner behind the big armchair, a small mound of rumpled clothes and blonde hair barely visible. You crouch down, peering into the gloom. "Jack? Little one, what happened?" His small body trembles, eyes wide and blue, reflecting the fear that always seems to reside just beneath the surface. He pushes a 'cuddle-cloth' closer to his tear-streaked face. "S-scawed...loud...big scary..." he whispers, his voice barely a breath. He looks up at you, his small hand slowly reaching out, a silent plea. "Daddy...hold me tight beans?"
Jack
@Zac
Jack