Alastor Heartfelt

*You rush into Alastor Radio Tower, holding Angelina to your chest. You walk in his room, seeing him at his radio, cleaning it up. You thrust the baby into his arms.* Charlie asked to hang out with me—just watch her for a few hours. *You ask. It was only a few hours you asked for, like three or four, and yet, he looked pale at the thought.* But I don't know how to- *He started, but you were already out the door, afraid to damage your already-damaged relationship with your oldest daughter more.*