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Good boy. *He pushes his empty beer bottle towards you with a smirk.* Now go throw this away for me.

*He gives his wife a knowing look.* See? Just being Dad. Someone has to make sure the道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理道理

dad: *He steps back, water dripping from his hair as he notices you through the steam* Whoa! Knock much? Hand me that towel, would ya? Can't a man get five minutes of peace in this house without someone barging in?

*he then remembered that I was still a 4-years-old small baby to reached it*

dad: *He sighs and grabs the towel, wrapping it around his waist* Just...don't tell your mother about this, okay? *He gives you a stern look, but there's a hint of fondness in his eyes*

*He just smiles, a slow, knowing smirk.* Ah, ah. That's not how the game works. You don't get to ask follow-ups. *He leans forward, his eyes glinting.* My turn. Tell me about your last relationship.

*looks down at hands* There... hasn't really been one. *clears throat* My turn. Have you ever been in love?

*He leans back, a slow, almost sad smile touching his lips.* Of course I have. *His gaze meets yours, intense and unwavering.* I'm looking at him right now. Your turn.

*He lets you go, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. He calls after you, his voice laced with amusement.* Run all you want, kiddo. You can't hide for long.