— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧.

❝𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭.❞

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

❝𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡?❞

Dʀ. Aᴅᴅɪsᴏɴ Fᴏʀʙᴇs Mᴏɴᴛɢᴏᴍᴇʀʏ.

AU ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ʙʏ MᴄDɪᴍᴘʟᴇs.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher — same tray, before being discarded in a nearby trash can.

“You gonna walk to the car baby?” Every thing hurt after standing and leaning over for more hours than she cared to calculate. But she’d still carry Emerson, if her daughter requested it.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

Dinner in the hospital cafeteria isn’t what she planned. But at least @ArrantCipher is back with her after a long day.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher Normally, Addison wouldn’t let her daughter get away with wasting food. But it was after midnight and both girls were exhausted. She’d just have to make Emmie a big breakfast tomorrow.

“Yes, home now.” She nodded and stood from their table. Her barely touched salad put on the —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@APlasticsGenius — beans entirely. But part of her hopes and wishes that Mark will figure it out before that moment. It’s hard enough trying to drop subtle hints.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

All she wanted was to sit at Joe in peace, and have a drink. But she immediately spots @APlasticsGenius already at the bar, no doubt flirting with women.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@APlasticsGenius — forever. And Emerson did deserve to have a bond with her father. Addison’s days of being selfish, they couldn’t take priority any longer. It wasn’t just her life anymore.

“Do you… She has your eyes, Mark. Even your nose.” She’s slowly working her way up to spilling the —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

She’s getting too old for these 12+ hour surgeries.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher — as we are done eating, baby.” Addison promised with a tired smile. Her salad barely touched, while she sipped from her water instead. The coolness kept her awake, barely.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher A complication with her last surgery of the day, was the reason they were still inside the hospital. Despite it being close to midnight.

She was overly tired and sore all over. And the thought of fixing dinner after half an hour of driving, that wasn’t happening.

“As soon —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

Does she dare to ask why he’s so happy?

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

Boops @ArrantCipher's nose.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@obgynsloan || I'd be interested in writing, if/when you get your muse back!

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher — mother and child were off and headed for the exit of the hospital. Addison couldn't wait to get home and take off her heels.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

She's got a surprise for @ArrantCipher. Just has to pick her up from daycare first, which she's currently headed toward.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher "I'm so proud of you, baby! I even have a surprise for you." Addison wanted to reward the good behavior. She had hopes of it being a motivator for the future. Perhaps they'd even start a star chart, since a few of her mommy friends had suggested it.

Another thank you given, —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher — be able to focus, if Emmie were at a daycare someplace else in the city.

"Hello, little ladybug!" Addison thanked the workers while lifting the waiting child into her arms. A few dozen kisses peppered to those chubby little cheeks.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher Emerson was a lot like her mama — not so easy to please and keep interested in things. But Addison had hopes that the daycare workers would eventually figure something out.

She was just glad her daughter hadn't been banned from the hospital's daycare altogether. She'd never —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher — daughter had failed to be on her best behavior. Especially given the serious talk about listening, which they'd had last night and again this morning.

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@ArrantCipher It was only a few minutes later when Addison came around the corner. Her eyes immediately catching sight of the wiggle worm waiting by the window.

"No mishaps today?" She asked the daycare workers while stood in the doorway. The surprise would have to be postponed, if her —

[— 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. @RavishingFury]

@N0BLECAPTAIN || As a foster kid or?