forty-seven

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"hey!" i shouted after phils dad, how is that such a horrible creature created such a beautiful, amazing, and kind one?
"what do you want now, kid? i got places to be." he said, not even turning to look at me.
"i-i just think you should be a bit easier on phil." i sigh, he hasnt tried to kill me yet. "y'know uh when he wakes up-"
"when? if. if he wakes up." he basically hisses.
"he is going to wake up. i know he will." i say, defending phil.
"that boy is the weakest thing ive ever seen. i doubt he'll make it through the night."
"thats your son you're talking about! what kind of douche talks about his own kid like that?" i shout, causing a few people to glance over at us. "you know what, screw you." i turn away and rush back to phils room.

a/n: the imitation game is such a good movie oh my god

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