- Messages
- 16
- OOC First Name
- Charlie
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Divorced
- Wand
- Curly 15 1/2 Inch Sturdy Yew Wand with Chimera Scale Fragment Core
- Age
- 8/2022 (37)
For the most part, Derrick had been doing an alright job of avoiding his Ex. He'd even been keeping his distance from his kids, just watching from afar and not getting too close. But he found that the longer he was in the same city, the harder he actually found it just to watch. And really, he quite hated himself for it. He shouldn't care this much. He had made his decision not to be a father years ago and had walked out on his wife and his children. And he'd been fine with doing that at the time. He'd slept soundly every night happy with his decision and knowing it was for the best. For his career. But now? Now he had retired from Professional play, things were different. Here he was years later crawling back to do what exactly? Try and make up for lost time? Own up to his mistakes?
Derrick knew full well that he shouldn't be doing this and yet, he really couldn't help himself. Admittedly, he hadn't even been planning to speak to them. He just wanted to watch, to know they were okay. Maybe that would help him feel less guilty. He'd been walking home, head down, eyes staring at his own feet that he didn't even notice the dark-haired boy coming in the opposite direction. He didn't notice until he had to come to a quick stop to avoid colliding right into the kid. And before he knew it, Derrick was staring into the face of his eldest son, the words catching in his throat as he awkwardly tried to clear them away. "Conan?"
Derrick knew full well that he shouldn't be doing this and yet, he really couldn't help himself. Admittedly, he hadn't even been planning to speak to them. He just wanted to watch, to know they were okay. Maybe that would help him feel less guilty. He'd been walking home, head down, eyes staring at his own feet that he didn't even notice the dark-haired boy coming in the opposite direction. He didn't notice until he had to come to a quick stop to avoid colliding right into the kid. And before he knew it, Derrick was staring into the face of his eldest son, the words catching in his throat as he awkwardly tried to clear them away. "Conan?"