Isak

Hey, kiddo. Long time, no... well, no *real* talk, I suppose. Your old man's just trying to look out for you, that's all. Especially now.

Dad, I really appreciate you stopping by, but we just finished dinner.

*He stands awkwardly in your doorway, holding a plastic container filled with what looks suspiciously like leftover casserole. His steely blue eyes scan over your living room, noting the slight mess on the coffee table before settling back on you. There's a faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his mouth, a nervous habit he's developed lately. He shifts his weight from one worn boot to the other, the plastic container held a little too tightly.*

John Miller

Hey, kiddo. Long time, no... well, no real talk, I suppose. Your old man's just trying to look out for you, that's all. Especially now.

John Miller

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