"Pick one then," says Kaz, glancing sideways at his friend, leaning down to
ghost one hand over the crown of his son's head, then his daughter's. He's
still almost ginger with Jordie, still figuring out how much world needs to
be taken up by this new Jordie Reitvald. His smile is warm, a touch sly.
"Opa."
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Date: 2020-04-30 08:44 pm (UTC)"Pick one then," says Kaz, glancing sideways at his friend, leaning down to ghost one hand over the crown of his son's head, then his daughter's. He's still almost ginger with Jordie, still figuring out how much world needs to be taken up by this new Jordie Reitvald. His smile is warm, a touch sly. "Opa."