"Hey, Dad, how was work?" Irene asked.
Her father smiled as he locked the door. "It was good. How was school?"
"It was okay."
Her father eyed the two plates in front of her. "What'd you have for dinner?"
"I had a stack of pancakes," Irene replied.
"A stack? Looks like you had two, you fattie," her father joked.
Irene pouted. "I was hungry."
Her father laughed and waved her off, walking into the kitchen to make his own dinner. Irene glared at the arrogant man next to her as he sat back on the couch with a smirk on his face.
"You're the fattie here," she whispered.
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