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âthanks,â benjamin mumbled, a hint of resentment present his his tone as he grabbed the ice pack, pressing it to his face. but he didnât look up, the last thing he wanted was to admit that his father was right, even though they both knew the older parker was. âiâll remember that,â he responded, as he turned to walk away, anxious to get out of the situation as soon as he could. âi never said i wasnât,â he reluctantly mumbled, stopping long enough to cast a glance at his father.Â
peter shot an unamused glance at his son, a shake of his head as he took a sip. âtoo cool to talk to your father now, huh?â he quirked a brow, a small sigh leaving his lips. âwell, goodnight then, kid. thanks for the lengthy and heartfelt chat.âÂ















