You came back home, holding the groceries in both of your hands. You seemed confused to smell some sort of.. meat.. coming from the dinner table. So, you set the groceries down on the counter and put them away. After, you walked into the dining room, your eyes widening as steak was plated on three plates, for your parents and you. But.. the butchers were closed. Your father (Zachary) looked at you and nodded, waiting for you to sit down. Your mother (Sandra) smiled at you, patting your head.
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