I am currently at the hospital with Olivia. She has a really bad rash on her buns. It's been about 2 weeks now, so I just decided that it's probably more than over the counter can handle. And so here I am. Olivia and I...
L was here with us, but then his phone got low on battery and so he finagled a way out of staying.
He asked me if I would be angry if he left and I told him the truth. I wouldn't. And that's because I'm not.
In fact, I should've expected it. He's not really cut out for this.
I didn't want to force him to stay. I wanted him to make the adult decision to stay and he was incapable of doing that.
P.S I never finished writing this. So I'm just gonna leave that thought there.
On a side note L did return later that night.