Room 219; Early Saturday Morning

[imonscholarship]

Dan couldn't go to Prom and therefore had spent a quiet night reading a book in his room. Your typical Dan Humphrey Friday night. He even fell asleep with the book on his face, like a huge nerd. Didn't get much more pathetic than this, folks.

It could get more traumatizing, however. And probably will in a couple minutes.

[For myself plz and ty]

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[judgingkids]

Allison was a smart girl, thank you, and she was perfectly capable of finding her father in a big place. She could navigate her way through NYC so Fandom was a piece of cake.

Granted, it would have been an easier piece of cake if she hadn't been dragging along a tiny boy who had Uncle Chuck's last name for some reason. She didn't know him, but she knew her dad would be able to find Uncle Chuck for the clingy little kid.

She didn't bother knocking on the door (privacy was so overrated), just barged on in. "Dad! Dad! Dad!"

[judgingkids]

And there was a wee boy toddling after Allison. He had been frantically trying to grab onto her hand but that whole idea was dropped when he saw who was sleeping on one of the beds. "Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

[judgingkids]

Allison flailed a little at the mention of "Daddy" and turned to face the boy. "That's not your dad!"

[judgingkids]

"'S so!" Bart argued. "He sleeps at my house!"

Bart...wasn't so good at arguing yet.