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Just a bit of writing...There was a knock at the door. Haden sleepily looked up from the nest of food and blankets he had made on the couch. He got up with some difficulty and started towards the door. The knocking came again and persisted until Haden opened it, eyes closed.
Haden opened his eyes to a young-looking police officer with Haden's father in his arms. "I'm Slade Peterson," he slipped out an arm and shook hands with the boy. "I'm escorting your father home. I hope this is the right address?"
"Mmhmm. Thanks." Haden put his arm around his father's ribcage and took him from Slade.
"Will he be okay here, Mr. Vladmir?" Slade started to step backwards.
"Alright." He turned after a, "Goodnight." and left.
Haden closed the door with his foot and half-led, half-dragged his father to the large armchair next to his nest. He sat him down and removed the empty beer cans from the side table. He set them next to an overflowing trashcan then returned to the couch.
Haden sighed and turned do
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