[There's a notable pause between her question and his answer, and a feeling as if he's staring her down, deliberating.
His answer is dull, like he's too tired to deal with this right now. As much as he hates actually giving his mother what she wants, she's going to keep asking him, and unfortunately, arguing would be more irritating than enjoyable at the current moment.]
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His answer is dull, like he's too tired to deal with this right now. As much as he hates actually giving his mother what she wants, she's going to keep asking him, and unfortunately, arguing would be more irritating than enjoyable at the current moment.]
July thirteenth.