"That would be the only one here with money." John said as he rose his hand with a soft smirk. "Now Mark, I don't want ya eatin' all that at once. Make sure ta take breaks and don't stuff yer gut too fast. You'll get yerself sick that way." John stood up and put his plate in the sink, heading upstairs after ruffling his son's hair.
Sean chuckled at Dean and nodded. "Yeah yeah, I know, but c'mon, I can think I could." He said, nudging his side softly. "I bet you're gonna inhale all the junk food and sweets at the dessert table."
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Getting kinda annoyed with the same ol' thing
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