Gunner Rose

I do try.

PM: I know. You’re so logical about this and I’m like a mother lion protecting her cubs. When did I turn into this?

You do more than that.

I sure hope not. But in the off chance? I just want them to feel guilty about it for eternity.

PM: We’ve only had them for six years and I can’t imagine them being across an ocean. Does - Does Archer want that? I, fuck, I haven’t even spoken to him since we’ve gotten here. I wasn’t sure if he would want to speak to me.

You’re a perfect Dad.

PM: I get that, and I’m having the same issues with it. But we’ve got the money, we can fly back here as much as possible. It won’t be like when we were here, and we never saw family. We can stay at the House, or with Hunter. It’ll be different, I promise.

If I ever have a heart attack, it’s their fault.

PM: I know. But I just think about all the… bullshit we went through here. I don’t want them to have any more trauma in their lives. Wait. Archer might come back with us?

You’re the fittest man I know, teenagers aren’t driving you to a heart attack.

Oh, I know they love us. They wouldn’t possibly be able to frustrate me this much if they didn’t love me.

PM. They’re so set on coming here, Alpha. It terrifies me.

Ha, isn’t that the truth.

I don’t know, Hugo told me Alex was their favorite the other day and you know how he is about lying.

Maybe ten for Alex. He’s their favorite and it’s not fair.

Lola has left me on read for 12 hours. 12 HOURS, Alpha. 

Adopt older children, they said. They’ll be so much easier, they said.

Whoever ‘they’ are never traveled internationally with two 18-year-old terror twins, clearly. If anyone spots two teenagers yammering away in French and looking shady, please tell me. 

Notice how at no point have I said i told you so.