"Yah! Dylan, what are you so busy with?" His dad speaks peeking his head inside, Dylan flinches back a little but he covers the laptop screen trying to hide the thing he was working on with. Dylan clears his throat when he saw his dad opening the door wide and coming in.
"Dad! I am working! " He yells making the older frown in confusion. "You don't have any work... then what are you working on?" Dylan awkwardly chuckles making the other more curious and confused.
"Yah! You promised me! " Dylan widens his eyes at his dad's outburst.
He shakes his head no and closes the laptop shut walking towards his dad. "No, I really cut ties with the gangsters! I swear!" Dylan yells out loud with his index and middle dinger along with his thumb finger raising in the air while the remaining fingers remained bend against his palm. The older knits his brows trying to read his son.
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Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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