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| [fancypost bgcolor=#DEB887; border: 3px solid #B2936C; overflow: auto; width: 43px; height: 300px;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#F5DEB3; border: 3px solid #C4B28F; overflow: auto; width: 20px; height: 300px;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#855C33; border: 3px solid #6A4A29; overflow: auto; width: 355px; height: 142px; color: #452506; text-align: left; font-size: 9px;][align=right][size=13pt][font=Pilgi](( fading parchment holds words )) [b][ ooc ] [hr] asim layla (( protector / guardian )) (( born at night )) egyptian | 21 | asim | kandyce [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#855C33; border: 3px solid #6A4A29; overflow: auto; width: 355px; height: 142px; color: #452506; text-align: left; font-size: 9px][align=right][size=13pt][font=Pilgi](( of long-since-dead kings )) [b][ ic ] [hr] i was born in egypt, i grew up there. but i stayed inside most of the time. my mother and father went outside all the time; they were as tan as can be. i was a little tan, but not nearly as much as them. i remember i would look outside the window of my bedroom and see my parents bickering and arguing about what went where and why. it was always funny to watch them argue. my dad was hebrew, and my mom was from new york. both were stubborn. but now, i was in america, my mother six feet under ground, my father in a coma. i miss them both dearly. i visit my father every night to talk with him. i know he'll wake up... one day... he's been asleep for almost a year now, but he'll wake up. and when he does, he'll be able to see his little granddaughter. yeah, i have a daughter. a beautiful little girl named kandyce. her mother ran away a few years ago, but kandy never seemed to care. she's six, now. and, no, i didn't get a girl pregnant when i was fifteen. my ex already had her, and gave her custody to me before she ran off. i'm not complaining. right now, kandy and i were walking down the street, her hand in mine. she was looking at the ground and we were walking silently. she doesn't talk much, but that's okay. neither do i. we walked into a small diner, the bell ringing as we entered. i noticed someone sitting alone, but i didn't act on it right away, he's probably waiting on someone. me and kandy patiently waited in line to order, her grip on my hand tightening. (( hope this was a good enough start for you! also, i hope you're okay with the little girl; i just thought it would be so cute! :3 [/fancypost] [align=right][size=5pt]© dяeɑmyғish .[/size] #dreamydidit |