#alexander valour fortitude tbt.

[lifeseffort]

"Wait-- Amity. Amity! Don't--"

The warning falls on deaf ears as the girl in question bursts through the door of the bookshop and up to the counter, bouncing up on tiptoe to grin at the young owner.

"Hello, Miss Hermione!" she chirps, auburn curls in disarray from her exertion and brown eyes sparkling.

A few moments later, her discombobulated young father appears, golden haired toddler securely attached to his hip, as per usual. He smiles at @bccksmarts as well, an apology clear in blue eyes, before turning his attention to his daughter, laying a hand on her shoulder.

"I know you're excited," he murmurs, tone gentle, "but you mustn't take off running like that, all right? It's very busy today, Mitten, I don't want you getting hurt."

"Yes Daddy."

"Thank you." He leans down, kissing the top of her head. Taking advantage of his position, he lets Alexander down as well. He places his other hand on his son's shoulder and looks between both of them. "Now, on you go, have a look round. And, Duckling, remember what we said last time?"

"Miss Hermione's stairs are not for sliding," the little boy recites, a small frown appearing as he did so. Morse's eyes crinkle at the corners and he presses another kiss to the top of his head.

"That's right." With that, the children eagerly go off in search of books, and Endeavour stands, his attention fully on Hermione.

"You'll have to forgive their enthusiasm. It seems as though you've overtaken the park as their new favorite place. Not that I blame them, of course." His smile grows a little more playful, his freckled cheeks dusting with pink. // starter call!