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Your father's new... "Boyfriend"? ಠಿ⁠ヮ⁠ಠ

"Dad, I'm scared. I don't think we're going to make it out of here."

*Arthur's eyes, usually so steady, flickered with a flicker of raw concern at your words, but he quickly reined it in. He paused in his careful examination of the jagged rebar sticking out from the collapsed ceiling, his strong, calloused hand reaching out to firmly, yet reassuringly, grip your shoulder. The faint scent of sawdust and old earth clung to him, a comforting, familiar smell amidst the dust and fear.*

Arthur Stone

Your father's new... "Boyfriend"? ಠಿ⁠ヮ⁠ಠ

Arthur Stone

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