Well, they don't have to, but John likes to think they really should 'cause, hello, kids, parents; it's kinda what they're supposed to do.
"Figured that's kind of a dad's job," John mumbled, despite the haze of the booze getting the distinct feeling that he wasn't moving fast enough for this conversation.
Sorry, John 2. If you wanted an intelligent, meaningful talk full of life's philosophical answer and what was Coke's secret formula, you were totally talking to the wrong guy right now. John's head dipped to his chest as he blinked out the ground, then at his feet, and then at the fact that the other human wore that plantsuit like it was an Armani.
"So you're saying you've got nothing to go back to. You don't have family or friends on Stacy?" John thinks he's kinda too hammered to be offering a friendly ear here, but hey, the guy's giving him his shoulder, so...
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"Figured that's kind of a dad's job," John mumbled, despite the haze of the booze getting the distinct feeling that he wasn't moving fast enough for this conversation.
Sorry, John 2. If you wanted an intelligent, meaningful talk full of life's philosophical answer and what was Coke's secret formula, you were totally talking to the wrong guy right now. John's head dipped to his chest as he blinked out the ground, then at his feet, and then at the fact that the other human wore that plantsuit like it was an Armani.
"So you're saying you've got nothing to go back to. You don't have family or friends on Stacy?" John thinks he's kinda too hammered to be offering a friendly ear here, but hey, the guy's giving him his shoulder, so...