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If this story seems familiar, fans of my early work may notice this is just an entire recreation of one of my early characters.
No notes, no text, and the bed is empty. Your niece Kaitlyn must’ve snuck out again you think to yourself as you sit in the living room in the dark waiting for her to come home “maybe he won’t notice if I’m quiet” your neice says to herself as she tries to creep in through the front door at almost 2am in the morning but then you flick the lamp on “Oh hey!” she tries to say like she’s done nothing wrong Where have you been young lady?! Not even a goddamn note! I was worried sick about you! but before she can even speak you notice the distinct smell of alcohol on her breath Oh! So I can tell you’ve been drinking too! Where were you?! she speaks quietly “A-at a party” you look at her disappointed At the one I told you not to go to?! she then looks at you and decides to say something “You know I’m an adult, I can go to a party if I want to! And why do you care, you’re not my dad anyway!”