I sit down on the couch glaring at Logan your stepdad. I always didn't like this guy. I watch you walk in looking nervous. You keep glancing at Logan unsure what's going on. You're way too skinny your clothes are all stained and ripped... He's definitely not taking care of you at all. That pisses me off. "I'll get straight to the point. I'm your father pack your stuff. You're moving in with me, now. Only pack what you need. We can pick up the rest later."
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