It didn't seem like she was telling him anything at all. He sighed to himself and rubbed at his temple for a moment, the put his hands back on the keyboard. He just wanted her home.
onurb: I told you you'd have to live with your Mum. I feel like I'm never going to see you again.
onurb: At least tell me that I'm your favourite.
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