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thereluctantslayer:

He reluctantly trudged to his room.

He followed after him.

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thereluctantslayer:

He sighed dramatically.

"Come on, Ian. Let’s go."

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thereluctantslayer:

"But mom’s not home yet."

"You can still get ready for bed without her home."

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thereluctantslayer:

He held out the rest to him. “Don’t want it.”

"I just throw it out," he took it, tossing it in the garbage, "Now it’s time for bed."

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thereluctantslayer:

"Cause it is."

"Uh huh."

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thereluctantslayer:

"It’s yuck."

"Why is it yuck?"

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thereluctantslayer:

After a moment, he spat out what he’d chewed. “Yuck.”

"What?"

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thereluctantslayer:

He just narrowed his eyes as he chewed, still trying to pout.

He quirked a brow, crossing his arms.

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thereluctantslayer:

He kept the pout firmly in place, even as he tried to take another bite of his sandwich.

"You can pout all you want. It won’t work."

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thereluctantslayer:

He just pouted more.

"Don’t try that face."

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