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okay so I wrote a shit ton of chapters last night and I really wanna publish them so heere

Alex POV

My head throbbed non-stop as John gave me the waffles he had cooked.

"My head hurts," I complained.

"That tends to happen when you take fifty one shots in five minutes," John remarked.

"Dang, I took that much?" I was surprised.

"Yep,"

The morning continued in a comfortable silence, until I received a phone call.

"I gotta take this," I told John, and stepped outside.

"Yes?"

"I've got great news!" It was Washington.

"Yeah?"

"I'm adopting you!"

"Wait, does this mean I can't tell you I'm not your son?"

"Yep! I've won the battle!" Dad boasted.

"Oh no..."

"Haha!"

"Listen, I got to go..."

"Alright, see ya later, Son!"

I was already dreading being his son, but deep inside, I was beyond excited.

I stepped back inside.

"John! Guess what?!" I smiled brightly.

"What?! If you're this excited, I need to know!"

"I was adopted by Washington!"

"Wait... that means..." John was grinning.

"Yeah, yeah, I know! I can't say I'm not his son anymore!" I crossed my arms.

"Haha! Laf owes me five bucks!" John exclaimed.

"Jeez, why do you and him always bet on shit?"

"Hey! Him and Herc bet on more shit than we do,"

"Yeah, sure," I rolled my eyes.

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