???: Life here has it's beginning and end.
*Phone rings*
???: Dad.
*The Camera flips to a Lime Kia Sorrento driving from Groveport back to Home, Starring a Man, Muscular, Blonde Highlighted Curly Mohawk+Mullet, Wearing A Black Tank Top and Shorts, with Sunglasses and Navy Blue Armored Sketchers Tennis Shoes, It was Me, (Joshua Fair)*
Me: Hey Son.
Mii: Hi, How's it going?
Me: Good, You?
Mii: Good, Good, Raising Kids is a lot for one Mii and Their Mothers.
Me: No worries, If there is anything that comes up i will let you know. For now, I am Coming home.
Mii: Alright, See you soon.
Me: Before i go, That Hotel isn't giving you and your wives any trouble, Are they?
Mii: Oh, Absolutely not. But like you said, If Anything comes up I will let you know.
Me: That's My Boy, Say Goodnight to your children for me.
Mii: Will Do, Love you Dad.
Me: Love you too, Man.
Mii: Bye.
Me: Bye.
*We hang up and I get home safely*
Mom: Hey, You doing okay?
Me: Yeah, My Mii is doing alright, Living and working in the hotel nearby.
Dad: Door is always open if he wants to live here instead.
Me: Guys, I believe we have been over this, He doesn't want any overfilling trouble if that happens, Hence i supported his decision to work where he lives momentarily.
Mom: Well, He is your son... But then again Dads want what is best for their boy instead of forcing them down the path they don't want.
Me: Thank you. *I suddenly held my hand to my forehead*
Mom: What is it?
Me: Something or someone is calling for help from... Depression... Or just a family not treating that person right...
Dad: Son, You just got home from work, At least have some Dinner before you go.
Me: Alright.
*I come into the dining room and we sat down for Pizza*
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Who could be calling me for help??