［２８］Still after all I gave it's not enough for you..

[fatherofdebts]

[Allen paces in the middle of his living room back and forth in a worried sort of way. He's...nervous to say the least.

His father had said he'd be right there, all up in a panic that one of the kids was sick or injured and his son had finally asked for his help. He'd be furious to be played like that for sure.]I'm a horrible son, I should call

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[metallurgies]

I tould you et vas bad idea. But you vent zhrough vizh et anyvay.

[On the couch, slowly sipping his way through some ice water. Far more collected than Allen is.]

Vould you stop zhat? You arre drivink me crazy.

[fatherofdebts]

[He stops pacing but doesn't stop fidgeting, moving to sit on the coffee table in front of Sasha.]

He doesn't like coming over here without a good reason... It was all I could think of.

[metallurgies]

He could nout possibly do any vorse zhan my fazher vould do to me ef he found out I vas lyink.

[fatherofdebts]

Wh-what would he do? [Fingering the cellphone now, having exchanged it for the handkerchief.

Should he call? He should. Right? Just so Cross wasn't frantically trying to get here?]