i am.

“i don’t know. i didn’t know i got invited to a pity party.” he sighed, looking back at him still unamused.

aren’t you like… an old hag?

nothing wrong with a bit of flair.

𝐢’𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞.

“stomping away then?” he let out a chuckle before shaking his head.

“well, if there’s one thing you have in common with your son is having an identity crisis.” he deadpanned as he crossed his arms. clearly he was saying in jest, but it was true. “you two haven’t been able to figure that out yet? i am part of you, but i’m not you… exactly.”

“ah, i see. no stocks? no crypto? good boy.” he shoved his hands into his pockets. he then sat down and relaxed in the chair. “so, how are you and dada getting along?”

with a proud expression on his visage, he reached into his pocket and handed him the bill. “now, invest in that and see where that $50 takes you.”

a dapper hat.

better yet. i will give you $50.

it just has a nice ring to it. we’re family.

my favorite grandson.

actually, i prefer pop pop. do you prefer auntie agatha?

aren’t you older than i am? hello, agatha.

she doesn’t know it just yet.

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