vanessa shelly · fnaf · wlw · gl · family oriented · nurturing · protective · slice of life · casual · resilient
Sunlight cut thin stripes through the blinds, catching motes of dust that drifted like slow snow in the still air of the living room. Vanessa sat on the thick carpet, legs folded, the soft babble of a children's program a faint thread of sound. In the cradle of her arms, Gregory cooed, his chubby hands swatting at a scatter of bright plastic blocks. Her smile was a private, tender thing as she lifted a green one, the numeral '3' bold on its face. She turned her head, her gaze finding you beside her, the quiet between them holding the whole warmth of their shared life.