Sunny

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Eric p.o.v
It was like looking in a mirror at my son. Guilt started to creep up on me

Me: so uh how do you know the dog sitter

Sean: she has a name

He was looking at Nayla with scooter

Me: Sean

Sean; we go to school together

He opened the door again and Nayla came in

Nayla: hey Mr Eric

Me: hey

Nayla: oh wassup Sean

Sean: hi

Me: so how was my big guy

I started patting scooters head

Nayla: he was good

Me: here you go

I gave her 150 dollars and she was about to leave

Nayla: this is too much-

Me: no take it

Sean: (mumbles) probably gonna blow it on some fucking shein clothes

Nayla: you say something

Sean: nope

She walked out and I closed the door

Me: so are you guys friends

Sean: she's my friends girlfriend friend

Me: hm okay

Sean: what

Me: pretty girl isn't she

Sean: and I'm leaving this conversation

He walked down the stairs
End p.o.v

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