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3/4 SBI Crack I Wrote At 3am

    Philza Minecraft was opening the door, completely unprepared to see his son unconscious and probably drunk, and a random blonde teenager holding him bridal style, a scowl on his face.

    “Is this yours?” The boy asked.

    “Umm… Yeah? Why do you-” Phil was interrupted by the boy pushing past him into the living room, dropping Wilbur on the couch.

    Phil looked at the boy.

    And the boy stared back, his tail lashing behind him, and his ears twitching.

    “Try not to let him out of the house to go drink again. Also, your couch is ugly.”

    Phil returned the scowl, annoyed that this teenage boy would insult his bright pink couch.

    Before he could comment, the teen strutted out, leaving Phil to deal with the mess that was Wilbur Soot.

    “What the-” Phil cut himself off and sighed. “Wil, what are we going to do with you?”

    Phil went over to the refrigerator to get a cold water bottle.

    “Of course, the one time you need to study for an exam you get drunk of all things.” He went back over to the old, worn, and bright pink couch. He popped off the cap and dumped the bottle over Wilbur’s head.