<span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">Inspired by Miranda Lambert Song</div></span><br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQYNM6SjD_o"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/DQYNM6SjD_o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The idea is your character used to live in the house my character lives in now. He and his 2 year old daughter live in the house that she/he used to live in. She/he comes by for like in the video to try and find herself/himself then a(n) very bad snow storm hits and it causes her to have to stay in house with him until it passes. in the meantime the man tries to remain good company while inside is mourning the loss of his wife while trying to raise a 2 year old. He is only 19 and he and his wife married at 16. Anyways his wife was killed in a car accident. He tries to help her/him heal and allows her/him to roam his house while trying to fix himself since he is torn up inside and blaming himself for reasons that become revealed later on...</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.prettyyoungman.com/Fashion-Photographs/Ederson-Brazilian-Blond-Fashion-Model.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Nathaniel "Nate" Lancer<br/>Age: 19<br/>Occupation: Father and Freelancer (model, art, writing, singing, guitar playing)<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/cutebabies1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Starla Lancer<br/>Age: 2<br/><br/>Nathaniel was waking up. He had a deadline to make but still had to make time to spend with his daughter. If he didn't make this deadline he would have to do double shifts for the next couple of weeks. He shakes his head. He couldn't afford to do that. His little girl's dance recital was next week. He didn't want to miss it for anything. He looks at his daughter who is sleeping. Typing up the next part of the essay he needed to finish. He was done with it around seven in the morning. Going to bed he lay next to his sleeping daughter. Falling asleep and was out until eleven when his daughter woke up and jumped on his stomach. Telling him to get up. He lazily opened one eye. "Morning Starla." he says sleepily.<span style="font-style: italic">Starla looks at her father. "Daddy I wan pancakes." She says hopefully.</span>Nathaniel nodded his head. Groggily standing up with his daughter in his arms. He made chocolate chip pancakes and put the piled high plate on the table. Picking his daughter up and puts a pancake on a plate. Cutting it into smile bites for her before hand her the kids fork. Sitting down he goes to eat his own pancakes. Pouring syrup over her pancake.