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From:

monsterstoyou

There is a knock on the door when he's reasonably certain Jacob is in.

From:

weaponwithoutpurpose

Of course he's in. There's nowhere else for him to go.

He sighs, pulling open the door, Mae by his feet.

"Hey Father," he mutters.

From:

monsterstoyou

He peers at the address, and, well...

"You seem well enough. I'm glad to see you haven't been treated too poorly for everything."

From:

weaponwithoutpurpose

"Not by everyone else." Mostly by himself in the form of a bottom of a bottle.

From:

monsterstoyou

"Self-discipline is good for the soul. Few could argue that."

It's not a goodness of soul he's ever believed in. But maybe he can give it some meaning for him.

From:

weaponwithoutpurpose

"Yeah, but I don't think they meant it this way," he mutters, stepping away to allow him inside. He gestures to Mae, and the pup trots over to her crate and settles inside.