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((Whoops, my bad, try this again)) I'll show you skewed. *He swats Phelen playfully before getting up and clearing away his empty plate* Oh crap, I forgot! Can you get yourself to the tailor and I meet you there? I have to pick something up. *He rushes around cleaning his dishes real quick before st...

I'll show you skewed. *He swats Phelen playfully before getting up and clearing away his empty plate* I hate to dine and dash, but I have to run an errand before it gets too late. I don't have to tell you two to behave do I? *He smirks and winks at Hunter* My dear, it has ben a pleasure to meet you...

*He thinks about it a moment then nods slowly* Hard is a good word, some days much more than other, but I was lucky. You see I was always surrounded by people that loved me and helped take care of me. You will meet most of them if you hang around with Phelen for any amout of time. *He smiles and ea...

*He can't help but chuckle soundlessly at his son* The lost boys are a group of kids that through one thing or another happen to live on the streets, but have banded together under a... code of honor of a sort, and are provided for and protected by an amazing person called Tran. *He sits up just a ...

*He smiles* And that answers my question completely. *He raises a brow at his son* Nothing to get choked up about Phelen, it was just a question. *He smirks and takes the stir fry and spoons himself a helping.* You'll have to excuse him Hunter, I have been working on his manners for awhile now, but...

*He waves Hunter to her chair* Sit, sit. *He smiles and winks at Phelen then rolls his eyes at him. Once everything is on the table, he takes his own chair.* The rice is a bit stickier than I like, but it is eatable. *He serves himself some rice then passes the bowl to Hunter.* Are you a lost boy H...

Not you in particular, just human flesh. *He gives Phelen a crazy-eyed look, cackling like a madman before laughing at himself* Mir I get, but PJ... Don't get me wrong, I love the boy like he is my own, but damn, he is a player and a man-whore. Anyone would be better off choosing you. You didn't fo...

*He raises a brow at the mention of Hunter coming to the apartment, then when his phone dings he chuckles slightly* I'll throw some more stirfry in, tell her to come here. And no, you are going to wear a suit, deal with it. Unless you want it to fit like a sack you need to be fitted. You can bring ...

*He chuckled at his son.* Late night? *He pours Phelen a glass of water and a cup of coffee, putting both on the table as well as the sugar and cream.* Do you have any plans for today, or do you think you can go with me to FINALLY get measured for your suit? The triplets' dedication is next Sunday,...

((~woooooosounds~ Tiiiiiimmmmmeeeee Juuuuuummmmpppp))

*He putters around the apartment, picking up the random dirty sock or forgotten plate. Finally he ends up in the kitchen and before long the savory smell of stir fry starts to fill the home*

Tawn