by Lainey slouched in a chair in the back of Corner Brews, Tirion's stoller pulled close to her. The two-and-a-half-month old was sleeping, for the moment. God, what Lainey would do for a full night's sleep. Instead, she would have to settle for liquid sleep. AKA: lots and lots of coffee and other caffeinated beverages.
The woman laid her head on one arm atop the table, a hand resting over the edge of the stroller as she gazed at her child. Tirion had a thatch of dark hair atop her head and large brown eyes. Her complexion was a bit darker than Lainey's, her ability to tan apparently better. It would seem that the child's father was of Spanish descent, or Italian, perhaps.
Naturally, Lainey hadn't a clue. All she knew was that her child was beautiful.
The woman laid her head on one arm atop the table, a hand resting over the edge of the stroller as she gazed at her child. Tirion had a thatch of dark hair atop her head and large brown eyes. Her complexion was a bit darker than Lainey's, her ability to tan apparently better. It would seem that the child's father was of Spanish descent, or Italian, perhaps.
Naturally, Lainey hadn't a clue. All she knew was that her child was beautiful.
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