Coconut Grove I got my head out the sunroof, I'm blastin' our favorite tunes

Her name is Reverie, and her daughter is Blossom.
She's a pretty thing, your l'il girl, he motions with the tip of his nose to the blond babe. Where the hell was her father? What was with these kids and having no goddamn parents?
He notices the tears that well in the corners of soft golden eyes and he fights the urge to wipe them himself. Instead, he eases into a sit beside her, knuckles buried in the grit. They were, for a while, his chest rises with a breathy laugh. It was safe to assume she knew nothing of the Isle, he thought. disbanded not long after I got here. I wasn't too fond of some of the members, anyway, though. S'alright.
He lapses into a calm silence briefly before he looks to her again; that pretty, tired face. You hungry, Reverie?