Room 222 - Sunday Night
Dick led the kid back to his room on Sunday night. Dick was friggen exhausted. And all he did was eat sugar and talk to people. Ryan on the other hand seemed pretty chill. That kid was always chill. It was awesome.
"I've got a sleeping bag in the closet. You can sleep on that." said Dick. He sat on his own bed to inspect the shin that Marybeth kicked. "Damn, that kid's gotta be a soccer player or something. Little wench..."
Ryan dug around in the closet until he pulled out the sleeping bag. He took off the shirt he was wearing and tossed it onto the floor. Dick looked down at it.
"You going to put that in the hamper?" he asked.
Ryan shrugged. "Maid'll get it."
Dick grinned. "You're totally my kid, you know that?"
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"I've got a sleeping bag in the closet. You can sleep on that." said Dick. He sat on his own bed to inspect the shin that Marybeth kicked. "Damn, that kid's gotta be a soccer player or something. Little wench..."
Ryan dug around in the closet until he pulled out the sleeping bag. He took off the shirt he was wearing and tossed it onto the floor. Dick looked down at it.
"You going to put that in the hamper?" he asked.
Ryan shrugged. "Maid'll get it."
Dick grinned. "You're totally my kid, you know that?"
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