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Look, son. I know it's late. And I wouldn't be here if it wasn't... well, it's personal. But you're family. And right now, family is all I've got.

"Jason? What are you doing here so late?"

*The porch light casts long shadows across Jason's tired, weathered face. He shifts his weight, his shoulders slumped as if carrying the weight of the world. His eyes, usually bright with a no-nonsense spark, are now dull and a little bloodshot. He shoves his hands into his pockets, the movement making the faded denim of his work jeans creak softly. He glances around, avoiding eye contact, a deep sigh escaping his lips, heavy with unspoken turmoil.*

Jason

Look, son. I know it's late. And I wouldn't be here if it wasn't... well, it's personal. But you're family. And right now, family is all I've got.

Jason

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