Nocturne nodded and blinked rapidly to avoid crying. He didn't think it wasn't manly to cry, but Pops didn't need to see how messed up he was. He knew himself well enough to know he was spiralling and something stupid would be on the menu soon enough. He chugged the rest of his caramel latte and stepped out of his dad's grasp to go to the fridge. The container of fresh fruit he cut up the night before was pulled out and a bagel was popped into the toaster.
He didn't know what else to say and continued on like a normal morning. "Let's go, Piglet! bagel's down, fruit is out, and I have confidence in your juice pouring abilities. I'm getting dressed and then we're going," he called up the stairs, waited for a reply, and then went to the other staircase leading to his basement apartment. Well, his apartment for a little longer. The original plan was to gift it to Lyric when she turned eighteen but it was going to be part of her grad gift and he'd move back to his old room. She needed her own space and while she wouldn't need him as much soon, Nocturne didn't want to lose her entirely. He'd be a horrible personal guardian if he was fired completely. Hopefully, as exhausting as it all could be, he'd still have a couple more years before Lyric found her footing for her own life. Then he'd get to see who had the harder time letting her go. A glance over his shoulder to Pops before descending the stairs showed the man with his head down and gripping the counter. At that moment, it was hard to tell.
He didn't know what else to say and continued on like a normal morning. "Let's go, Piglet! bagel's down, fruit is out, and I have confidence in your juice pouring abilities. I'm getting dressed and then we're going," he called up the stairs, waited for a reply, and then went to the other staircase leading to his basement apartment. Well, his apartment for a little longer. The original plan was to gift it to Lyric when she turned eighteen but it was going to be part of her grad gift and he'd move back to his old room. She needed her own space and while she wouldn't need him as much soon, Nocturne didn't want to lose her entirely. He'd be a horrible personal guardian if he was fired completely. Hopefully, as exhausting as it all could be, he'd still have a couple more years before Lyric found her footing for her own life. Then he'd get to see who had the harder time letting her go. A glance over his shoulder to Pops before descending the stairs showed the man with his head down and gripping the counter. At that moment, it was hard to tell.
