"Come on!"
he followed him to a tan speckled dog, curled up in a chair
"DAD! WAKE UP!"
(m) “nfh-…dickhead what the fu-“
Awkward look
(M) “oh hello there…”
“H hi-“
"Mom, found him."
(m) “well welcome, make yourself comfortable maybe find a mate or just ch-“
“M m mate?!”
"Uh, yeah. You alright?"
“I I’m sorry I I’m not that m much o of a social p person I j just d d didn’t expect t tha-“
(M) “yea yea- I get it, well go get comfy somewhere with women, I’m goin to sleep”
He curls back up, Dax utterly confused
“…I g guess- d do you know where the women…h hang?”
"Uhhh, Not really. I'm in my room most of the time, maybe over there...?"
R: "Hey, hon. You should go just lay in bed, instead of this uncomfortable chair..-"
(m) “nahhh I like this -w-“
Dax slowly walked over to where he pointed and causaly lay down
