"Dude, my mom hasn't told me a thing. TBH, I don't think she cares. I'm still thinking about what happened on that island. Did it actually happen? We can't have all hallucinated at once, right?"
Oh good...apparently Paul's parents weren't in the business of caring 100% about the whole situation. Guess he was just lucky to have this happen to him. He reached back over and sent another message.
"Agree on that. Hell, I don't think I could ever forget or even actually hallucinate a good night rest like that bro lol." Jason sent back to Paul, deciding to keep it brief if the guy was busy. He sighed before tossing the phone bag into the bean bag chair, before hearing his door being slammed open. Oh great...
Gary stumbled into Jason's room and the young man could immediately smell the alcohol. It wasn't much to see his foster father drunk before, but this bad? That was a different story.
"I'm right here...you don't have to yell." Jason said plainly, seeing Gary glare at him.
"I-I've had it up to here! ...with your attitude!" he slurred, pointing a finger at Jason. "Bad enough...I have to deal with the bullshit at work...I ain't takin' yours!"
"Then don't. Just ignore me like you usually do."
Gary stomped over towards Jason and jacked him up by his collar, raising his fist. "I-I'll beat...the hell outta you boy!!"
"BRING IT ON!" Jason shouted back, slowly raising his left hand to show his braced wrist. "You've done it once!"
Gary clenched his fist and was about to hit Jason, but just let him go and dropped him. "Y-You ain't eatin' tonight..." he grumbled, stumbling and shuffling out of the room and slamming the door behind him.
"Not like I want anything you fix...come at me like that...I'll put your ass in a damn home..." Jason rolled his eyes and flipped him off, slowly getting up off the ground. He made his way back to his bed and laid down on it, staring at a wall. ...really need to keep myself away from the house for a while...
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