“Then I want to be a fixer, just like you.” Her fingertips suddenly stopped and her whole face crumpled up in confusion, “How do I do that? Oh, do I get a special outfit like you?” The thought of that made her eyes light up again.

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting Tom beamed at his daughter wanting to follow in his footsteps, and he sensed her change of demeanor. “Well, when you grow up, you get to choose what you do. You get to go to a special school where you can learn everything you need to know! Whether that’sContinue reading ““Then I want to be a fixer, just like you.” Her fingertips suddenly stopped and her whole face crumpled up in confusion, “How do I do that? Oh, do I get a special outfit like you?” The thought of that made her eyes light up again.”

About Tom

► basics; Full Name: Thomas James AveryAge: 28Birthday:  March 17th, 1990Zodiac: PiscesSexual Orientation: StraightRelationship Status: SingleReligion: Christian, Non-practicingOccupation: ParamedicNationality: Italian-American ► background; Place of Birth: Boston, MAPlaces Lived: Boston, Nashville, Detroit, PhiladelphiaCurrent City: Atlanta, GAEducation: College Diploma (BSN), Paramedic Certification (EMT) ► physical; Faceclaim: Paul WesleyEye Color: forest greenHair Color: Dark blondeHeight: 5′ 11′’Physique: lean, althletic,Continue reading “About Tom”

“I don’t like when she’s hurt,” she admitted before helping him to sew the button back on, when really her little fingers were just in the way. “Can I be a fixer like you? I want to fix people! And then I can help Mama, too!”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting Tom was patient as he showed his daughter how to sew the button onto the doll. “Me either, honey,” he said with a sigh. His significant other was working now, and he could only imagine the trouble she was getting herself into. At his daughter’s question, a smile spreadContinue reading ““I don’t like when she’s hurt,” she admitted before helping him to sew the button back on, when really her little fingers were just in the way. “Can I be a fixer like you? I want to fix people! And then I can help Mama, too!””

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