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"But of course, no need to say anymore, Felicia," my dad nodded. "Thank you for opening up like this with us! Sometimes it's hard to tell what you're thinking about… Your face's a bit stiff."
"I have heard that a couple of times already, no need to rub salt on the wound, Allan! You little prankster, you love these things, don't you?" Felicia sighed, crossing her arms. "Your father was always a cheeky brat, Sylphy."
"Hey! Just don't ruin the image that my daughter has of me now!" my father seemed to genuinely panic a bit.
"Don't worry, mom always tells me about how dad used to be…" I said. "I am well aware of his… shenanigans."
"Sylphy?!" my father seemed to panic.
"Calm down, I still admire you dad, don't worry! I think we all are like that when we are little, me included!" I said. "Right, Celica, Celeste?"
"I guess so!" Celica nodded. "I was indeed a bit dumb before… Maybe too much."
