[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/MKVmbk8X/image.png[/img][/center] [hr] [center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Manor [color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center] [color=mediumspringgreen]“Well, that’s way less complicated than I’d made it in my head.”[/color] James laughed awkwardly, even as Casper continued on about liquid cotton candy as hair coloring. He snorted at the idea, making a mental note to keep an eye on Casper around food dye for a few days just in case he decided to replicate the effect, as he turned to look over the nursery. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Babes, everything you rock looks great. Pink would look amazing on you.”[/color] James replied absently, gears turning in his head already. There was a lot to consider. The fact of the matter, James knew their little family wasn’t going to be the most structured. Casper was bound to be the “fun parent”, spoiling their kid rotten and letting them get away with just about anything as long as Casper thought it was an interesting experience, but with Casper’s OCD about ignoring boundaries and testing reasonable limits, Casper unsupervised with a kid was going to be a bad decision for a while. James was going to have to keep an eye on them both and he was well aware that he didn't have the healthiest of coping methods (i.e. ignore it until it goes away) for all the insanity that had happened over the past year. It would take some time to figure out their parenting dynamic, this new found peace still fragile and tentative, so adopting a baby might be a better fit for them and a kid so they had time to iron out a few wrinkles before the kid started remembering their fuck ups. Plus, giving them an opportunity to grow into the craziness that is bound to surround them would probably be better than throwing in a fully cognizant child into the Underground’s perpetual state of scrambling. [color=mediumspringgreen]“I think we should adopt a baby?”[/color] James told Casper, slipping his hand back into Casper’s as he walked towards the cribs. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Maybe the constant scrambling that us Underground people seem to inevitably get into will be easier to handle if they grow into it.”[/color] James explained, wandering towards the cribs.