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“No but seriously he was like the epitome of a rich brat! All that was missing was the pastel polo and those khaki shorts and a sweater tied around his neck. Oh and that weird laugh that they do. His entire being screams “say something and my daddy will sue you.”” You finished slouching on the restaurant booth. A snicker was heard behind you. Suddenly you heard a light “Ow, rude.” Making you slightly smirk at the react you received of whoever was behind you, since your father probably might not fully understand what you meant. Right now he looks at you with amazement. Before you could react to that he spoke.
“You know” He started while grabbing one of your fries. “It might be that he testing the waters with you” He smirked then proceeded to eat the fry.
“So you’re implying that he wants to know if he can be top dog or something?” You asked raising a brow.
“I guess or he could just simply be a dick. But who knows son; just try not kill him please.”
On the booth behind you behind you a light smack can be heard. “Ow!” A man with short black hair, a large build, and wearing a leather jacket complained while rubbing his right hand. He yelled “Rude!”
“Well next time don’t butt in on a strangers conversations.” The man in front of him said while crossing his arms. His hair was the same color but a bit longer and a slightly smaller build.
“One I did not butt in, but commented. Two I’m sorry Dick for thinking that I could relate or found it funny. I literally pictured it in my head. Suddenly it felt like I was watching those weird college comedy movies.”
“Still Jay.” The other was about to counter but decided not, knowing that the conversation will not end if he continued.
“I just feel sorry for him. Being stuck with such acidic character.” Said the youngest. The other two give him a look and a sudden scoff was heard.
“Psh yeah, like you’re the one to talk.” Said the one who scoffed. All three of them look him with somewhat amused or shocked expressions. He had almost middle length hair with the same color as the others. Before the youngest could retort the other gave crossed his arms and gave him a look, as if daring him to speak. Then turned to others and spoke again.
“Do you really think it’s a good idea to leave Bruce alone and order our food and bring it here?” They all look at each other and the oldest answers: “Tim, Bruce will be fine. Besides he is a grown man, he can handle a small and simple task.”
“Yeah B will be fine he is not old yet.” Continued the one with the leather jacket.
“Father is a strong man Drake.” Finished the smallest.
“I know that but none of us told him what we wanted.” Tim said.
“It’s fine.” they all said. He either way decided to go and check on Bruce and help him bring the order. But before he left he said: “Oh By the way and believe it or not I agree with Jason.” Leaving all of them in shock. While you and your dad continue talking about college and trivial things. He looks behind you and points to your left and says quietly: “He’s cute no?” You discretely turn around and nod. “Yeah. Wait since when did you-” “Know that you swing the other way? Well-” “Actually I play for both teams but continue.” “[Name] somehow I’ve always had a feeling none of my sons are fully straight. Well actually Micheal, Mason and you. Kaliel and Aron are not that aware of these things yet; even though they are 16 now.”
“Dad remember who was the one who was there through their childhood.” You said and he sighs. “Anyway [N/Name] I’m going to buy dessert do you want something.”
“If you want or can old man.” You chuckle while shrugging. Your father chuckles too and says: “Smart-ass.”
“Love ya.”
“Love ya too.” And with that he leaves to buy desserts.