Chapter 3: Reconciliation?

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After I got home, I started to prepare for bed. I couldn't shake the feeling that I've met Telek Martyr before. Just as I was about to give my dog, Floof, a walk, I got, a phone call from my boss who happened to be my uncle's best friend and servant. He refused to tell me what was wrong, except that there was an 'issue' I needed to deal with. After I arrived, sweaty and dragging Floof along, it turned out the 'issue' he needed me to deal with was my sperm donor of a father. Gosh, he doesn't even deserve that title! What kind of father would abandon his wife and kids and marry other women just to get laid?! Then when he got bored or rejected, he comes back to lick his pathetic wounds and coerce my poor mother into remarrying his cheating ass! I hate people like him who think the world belongs to them by right! And he wonders why I cut off all contact with his lying, cheating ass?! Who wouldn't, honestly, if their father was a cheating bastard?! I stormed out of there, fuming mad. I made it explicitly clear that I wanted nothing to do with the faithless cheater. I fell asleep that night thinking of all the ways I could kill my father.
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