The little boy Samuel would be the youngest and only son of Marcus Fisher. He had wealth and everything he could ask for. He'd be in his bedroom still, being rather lazy and grumbling. He didn't think he had any lessons today so he was skipping. Letting a soft yawn, he rubbed his eyes getting up. "Hmm." He said as he heard the footsteps of his father. Thinking quick, he thought he'd leave him alone if he fake slept. So he went straight to pretedning to sleep.
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