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Mason It was always hard listening to Martin talk about his messed up parents, excuse me not. But I was right. We all had normal parents but Martin didn't, and that brought us sorrow. His parents were splitting up, and the reason wasn't shocking at all. It was about time. When Martin finally said it we all exchanged knowing looks, Martin wasn't a cry person, he grew quite at times like these. His nana was visiting her son, Martin always found comfort in her arms, yesterday she wasn't there, Ben asked him if he should call her, ask her to come home and look for Martin but he declined, he didn't want that. He asked us to just sit and hangout with him. We all stayed with him and played around, until it was time I left for work, I didn't usually work on Saturdays but I had already ditched w

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