open-ish

[jolting]

who: Victor Frankenstein + You?
what: catch-all for March
when: various places
where: March
warnings: I have no idea, but it's Victor, so it might get creepy/morbid/idek

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[thestoriesarereal]

[When she was younger, Lucy would name her stuffed toys, but now wasn't the right time to think of any new names. Something comforting and familiar would be best. She starts to lean against Victor, clearly tired from crying so much, but too stubborn to simply pass out.]

...I like that.

[A lot in fact...and maybe she'll go to bed with her stuffed dog toy to keep her company at night.]

[jolting]

The doctor's prescription is rest. Let's get you to bed, Lucy.

[thestoriesarereal]

[She shakes her head.]

I'm not tired. I don't need rest right now.

[Just pick her up and take her bed, she won't squirm.]

[jolting]

[he ignores this, carrying her along to where she's going to sleep. It's a temporary solution until he gets a house with a full bedroom. He's careful to put the stuffed dog into her arms so she'll still have something to cling onto when he lays her down]

How about you close your eyes for a while anyway?

[thestoriesarereal]

Promise you’ll stay?

[ She doesn’t want to open her eyes and find he’s not there and running around trying to find him. It’s very childish of her, but she doesn’t care. She lost her grandma and she will take all hugs and love, and everything. ]

[jolting]

For tonight. I can’t every night, but we’ll work on it as we go.

[thestoriesarereal]

...okay.

[ She whispered the word and still clung you victor even as he laid her down. Eventually, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. ]