For as long as he's been home, he's never seen Mia get cranky like this. It's a testament to what a great temperament she has, but he gets it. It's fucking hot and miserable outside, and they're not moving. The people around them give them a little space and Damien kneels down, just working on instinct.
"Honey, can you get up off the ground?" At the very least, he doesn't want her to lay there because it's disgusting and dirty. "You don't wanna go on the ride anymore?"
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"Honey, can you get up off the ground?" At the very least, he doesn't want her to lay there because it's disgusting and dirty. "You don't wanna go on the ride anymore?"