My Dad's Friend
I eyed those beavertails but I couldn't bring myself to try it out, all the laughter going around the table was steering me wackos, freaking annoying, why were they happy when I was gloomy.
"Try this, Dr. Sean!"
I watched as Dean filled Sean's plate with beavertails and poutine together, I felt my anger being spiked by the scene, especially when Sean took a bite and nodded his head in approval, I watched in annoyance as Dean chuckled like the love-struck puppy that he was.
"So, what do you think of my son, Tristan?" Dad asked, knocking me out from wandering senses.
Jessica glanced at me, glimmering. What the hell?! I lifted a glass of water to my lips.
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