Imagine your grandparents, Richard and Emily, not liking Jess...
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"Son, what happened to your cheek? Yes, right there." Richard folded his arms and gave him a concerned look.
"I got into a fight last night." Jess bluntly stated, eating a piece of steak. You drop your fork on your plate and sigh while Emily clears her throat.
"At least he's honest, that's one of the very good qualities he has. Those qualities seem to lack... abundance." Emily sips her champagne and Jess stares at her, irritated already.
