stranger- stenbrough

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"hey william, you've grown."

"huh-hi."

"is that georgie?"

he walked up to georgie and stan.

"and who's this?"

he looked at stan.

"oh... this is stuh-stan my fruh-friend."

"okay."

"and he lives with us now!" georgie said.

"very nice. nice to meet you stan."

they shook hands.

stan was feeling a bit awkward.

"uhm... so georgie thuh-this is dad."

"i know bill." georgie repiled

"it's so nice to see you guys after three years."

"whuh-where have you buh-been? why did you luh-leave? and why'd you cuh-come back?"

"well your mom kicked me out of the house, but i was just staying at an apartment these few years. and i came back because someone told me your mother died. under state law minors shouldn't stay alone in a house."

"o-okay, well thuh-thanks for coming back. i cuh-cant say i miss you because i duh-dont remember you."

"right, it's okay."

all of them didn't say a word.

"i'm gluh-glad your here."

he gave him a hug.

"oh my gosh bill did you make this food yourself?"

"yuh-yeah."

bill remembered he had cut himself when he dad came in.

he went to the bathroom.

"i'll be buh-back."

stan followed.

he opened his mirror and grabbed bandaids.

when he went to close the mirror he saw something behind him.

"shit!"

he turned around.

it was stan.

"stuh-stan don't scare me luh-like that!"

"sorry!"

he grabbed onto bill.

"why are you in here?"

"guh-getting a bandaid. i cutted muh-myself by accident."

"oh okay, need help?"

"shuh-sure mom..."

stan laughed.

"oh i'm sorry."

stan realized he just laughed at another joke relating his mom.

"nuh-no i made the juh-joke so you can luh-laugh. sometimes i luh-love listening to your laugh."

"sometimes?"

"okay, all the tuh-time."

stan grabbed the box and got out a bandaid.

"give me your hand."

bill obeyed, stan grabbed bills pointer finger.

"damn this is a deep cut bill what did you do?"

"i wuh-was cutting carrots and the knuh-knocking scared me."

"oh."

stan almost wanted to laugh.