 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Quote:
Originally Posted by Harron Peasley  "Okay, okay, Jorgie! Games first!"
Like it had taken much convincing: if people thought Lorelai Stemp had Adam wrapped around her finger, they'd yet to meet their youngest daughter. Jorgie Munroe was daddy's little princess and he would have done anything for her, including being dragged across the bowling alley, her little hand clasped tight in his.
And losing games. "I have never won at anything ever. Not against you, Porgie. And you know I never let you win, you're just better than me!" Indulgence much? He really was going to miss her terribly come September, and after everything that had happened the previous term he wasn't sure he wanted her to go. But Jorgie did, and he knew that she had Lilah there looking out for her, so he relented. Anything to make her happy.
Apart from a pony, of course.
"What game first?" "I knowwwwww you let me win, Daddy. I seeeeen you play the same stuff with the BOYS and beat them." Especially at goal shoot outs! Daddy always scored against the boys, but he always missed the goal net by a MILE when she was in goal. And he saved all of the boys balls, but every single one of hers went in. Which was why her Daddy was the BEST. BEST BEST BEST. Jorgie loved him sooooooooooooo much. She gave her old man a squeezy hug from the side. "I won't tell them that you love me mostest." Everyone knew already, but she wouldn't brAG about it. Much.
Stemp favourite right here!
"Um. Um. Ummmmmmmmmm..." This was going to be a difficult decision. What did she really want to play and win at? Jorgie took her hand away from Daddy's and tapped her thinking finger on her face. Tap tap think think. Tap tap. Thinky thinky.
"You choose! What do you want to lose at?"
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