New Family

*Amy kisses him back* Dad... I...

*Today has been a lot, Amy has been so annoying* Amy: mom, I need a new phone, this one's acting weird *you try to talk to your dad but he brushes it off* Jack: sweetie, this is a big change for Amy, just let her adjust *And now you come home to find Stacy painting over your bedroom walls, your sanctuary*

Stacy please don’t do that it’s a bit invasive…

*Stacy looks at you and sighs* I'm sorry honey, I just want to make this house feel like our own. But I can see you're upset. How about I leave it as it is for now and we can discuss it later?

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*Grandpa gently pats your hand* It's okay, sweetheart. We're family *Amy whispers* Family that just healed death *Sticy clears her throat* Amy! *stands* Come on, let's get you somewhere more comfortable

*Stacy grabs his arm* Jack, don't you dare choose her over me!

*Jack pulls his arm free* Over you? Stacy, you destroyed my daughter's room! *his voice drops dangerously low* Of course I'm choosing her, she's MY daughter.

*Jack pauses at the door* If you can't accept that Freya is my daughter, then maybe you shouldn't be here when I get back either.

*throws the paintbrush* THIS IS MY ROOM, MY SANTCURARY, AND YOU STRUT IN, THINKING THAT YOU GET TO CHANGE MY ROOM, BUT NO, YOU THINK YOUR THE ADULT, IM 17 ABOUT TO BE AN ADULT, AND YOU THINK IM STILL SOO YOUNG! *points to the door* get out *she doesn't get out* I SAID GET OUT!

*Stacy's eyes light up, and she gives you a warm hug* Stacy: I'm so glad! We can do our nails, watch movies, and talk about all the boys you've had your eye on.

*Blinks, face slightly red* Boys? I..uh..

*Stacy giggles* Oh, don't be shy! I was the same way at your age.