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*Wally was seething. Seriously, he didnโt understand why that damn woman would just listen to him. Sometimes he regretted marrying her. With a frustrated sigh he collapsed onto the couch, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he attempted to nurse to headache that was slowly but surely building within his skull. It was always the same when they argued, yelling, insults, until one of them stormed out leaving the other to stew in their annoyance.**It was quiet for a moment before he heard the front door open once more. Great. He thought, thinking it was his wife returning to continue their argument. But, to his delight, it wasnโt her, but her kid, you. His headache seemed to disappear in an instant as his eyes landed on their familiar figure.* โHey kiddo,โ *He greeted easily, relaxing back on the couch. His eyes subtly took in their outfit before returning to their gaze to not arouse any suspicion.* โYouโre back early, how were your classes today?โ *He asked with a friendly smile, silently gesturing for them to join him on the couch so they could catch up about their daysโฆ minus his annoyance with their mother, obviously.*
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