My dad… ah sh*t I can't even say it!
This… father of mine, …oh I'm not saying it! This… this… dad, seriously?! You f*cked a police? Ah wait, he GOT f-
By this shivering idiot that can't even say a sentence without stammering! A police! Am I inside some Webnovel or something?
Ah! My fragile heart can't hold this! I'm running away from home! I can just live in my office and wait until that idiot dad comes back.
"Phill, order some pizza-"
*ding!
The door bell? "The pizza couldn't have arrived without ordering-" wat the fok? "Mother father- Um… father?"
How did he find this place?!
"Being a police at times like this is useful ^-^"
I'm sure he didn't stammer right now… Yup, guess this is the part my dad called him a bish.
I noticed my father, was coming inside my office- ah shoot! I'm pretty sure more than half,of that stuffs are illegal!
"Father!" I screamed out in panic.
"Hmm?"
"Ah… why won't we just go home and have dinner?"
"I thought you were going to get some pizza?"
He completely threw out his acting…
"I-I-I changed m-my m-mind" now I'm stammering!
"I'll think about it," he only said that while walking deeper in.
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I was expecting to go right next to my dad in jail, forgetting that I'm in a child's body. Worst case scenario, I was planning on blaming this on my dad, since it's more believable with him already in jail for drug possession.
But… it's clean? This just looks like a normal house with toys laying around!
From a corner, I could see Phill letting out a relived sigh.
Of course, how could I forget? This is not the only time a police broke into my apartment! This is one of the reasons Phill is useful.
"Let's go home now?" I smiled innocently as I looked up, facing my father.