Post by amber on Apr 26, 2013 9:43:17 GMT -6
what I want, what I need
Amber was almost skipping over to the hospital, and she would be if it weren't for the baby in the stroller in front of her. Gosh, sometimes her little bundle of joy got in the way. Way to often actually. She shouldn't have kept it, but oh well. Sometimes people pity her enough to help her out or give her things. Just a small obstetrical that she'll get over eventually, she'll reach her goal to be a queen eventually. Today though, she saw some cute clothes that she wanted and she was going to get her father to give her money for them. She didn't care if he was low on money, or if she didn't need or even deserve it, she was going to get what she wanted.
The baby began whining in the stroller and Amber groaned as she had to stop and put the pacifier back in his mouth she took a moment to look at her son, she smiled a bit. She hated to admit it, but he was awfully cute. It wasn't like she hated him, but she wasn't going to let him get in the way of her own goals. She kissed his forehead and the baby began dozing off again. Amber pulled back behind the stroller. It was almost time for her to stop giving him pacifiers, he was getting be older and Amber was going to have to start teaching him things, the past year flew by and now her baby was almost a year old. Strange, strange indeed.
Amber had finally reached the hospital and she left the stroller in the lobby, asking the current clerk to make sure he's okay and bring him to her if he wakes up. Then she proceeded to her father's office. She slowly opened the door and poked her head in, looking for her father. She wished she could simply never talk to him anymore, but he was a need in her life sadly. She just hadn't found her rich husband yet, so she was going to have to deal with the fact that she would have to live with him for awhile longer. "Daddy, are you busy?" she asked cautiously.
