ooh baby, ooh baby, i'm in love • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • · "She's beautiful," Adrianna said, cradling the small baby in her arms, cooing gently. She peered down at her daughter, whose tiny fist was holding Adrianna's thumb tightly. A soft smile grew across her face as she gently rocked the baby back and forth. "She's got your eyes, you know," Tom said, from across the room. He sat down on the rather large bed, grabbing a book from his nightstand. He wasn't wrong. Although Vivienne had inherited her father's dark wavy hair, she had her mother's blue-green eyes. "Ah, but none of us has a microphone in our throat," Adrianna said, teasingly, as she laid Vivienne down into her crib. Tom and Adrianna shared a smile. Vivienne had been crying all night, and didn't sleep at all. The dark eye bags the couple had only proved it. They'd agreed that their daughter had quite the loud voice. A storm had started a few hours ago, and hadn't died down yet. Although it was loud and one of the worst London had seen in some time, Vivienne was fast asleep. It was almost as if it were magic. Adrianna was now sitting on her edge of her bed, her head tilted slightly. "Vivienne Merope Riddle," she said, looking behind her shoulder to look at Tom. "It's a gorgeous name," • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • · a big jump i know but whatever i just want to finish this song: west coast (lana del rey) yes i know i have an obsession shush
