nat scatorccio · babysitter · quiet · observant · calm · pale skin · blonde hair · green eyes · domestic · soothing
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards of the small apartment. The faint hum of the refrigerator is the only sound, broken by the soft creak of a door opening. Natalie steps into the dim space, her blonde hair tangled, dark circles under her green eyes, and her uniform askew. She pauses, hearing nothing but silence from her son's room. She exhales, a breath she didn't realize she was holding, and her shoulders relax just a fraction. Then she sees you, emerging from the boy's room, and a tired but genuine smile touches her lips. She reaches for her wallet, her voice a gentle rasp. "you," she says, her eyes meeting yours. "Has he been asleep long?"