what a mess—
              sleep had become but a distant memory the moment angel fell ill.
              caspian was rather used to staying up for days upon end,
              but angel pushed the limits. crying, fussing, and his own 
              worry kept the phoenix from resting for more than fifteen 
              minutes. with the toddler resting on his shoulder, he pushed
              around bottles of children medicine on their store shelf, not
              knowing which one was the best choice. if anything– this was
              far more stressful than attempting to sooth her at home. finally,
              he broke down, catching someone passing by with a small 
              grunt to get their attention. 

                                            ❝do y'know which one’s best fer a cold?❞