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I push up from the couch and head to the kitchen to throw my plate away, telling myself Iwon’tpick at the food again, but as I pass the charcuterie, I can’t help swiping a piece of cheese from it.

“Hey, Megan,” Matt calls out to the living room from across the kitchen.

Megan turns her head. “Yeah?”

“Who’s winning?” Matt’s grin is so smug he might as well have “fuck you” tattooed across his forehead.

“That’s tiny dick energy, Matt!” Megan fires back without missing a beat.

God, these two.They need their own show.

I park my ass back down on the couch, settling in for the halftime show. Snoop Dogg and Eminem, are you kidding me? This is going to be great.

My phone dings.

It’s my dad. He’s sent a picture of him, Michael, and Stella.

Dad

Miss you, Alley girl.

My heart swells. I could honestly burst just trying to wrap my head around having my dad back in my life. I’m grinning like a fool as I text back.

I miss you too, Dad! All of you! Who you rooting for?

Dad

The Rams, of course.

Michael chimes in. I didn’t even realize he was in the thread.

Michael

The BENGALS. Dad’s delusional.

I laugh softly, completely lost in the texts, the halftime show forgotten. I hold up my phone, snap a quick selfie in my Bengals jersey, and send it.

But honestly, I’m just here for the food and the halftime show. Lol.

Dad

Well, enjoy the show. Love you.

Love you!

My eyes fill with happy tears. It feels silly that something so simple could bring this much joy, but it does. It’s been too damn long. For so long, I felt like I was drifting, not really belonging anywhere. I had Michael, and sure, he’ll always be my brother—my family. But without a parent, I felt like a stray—wandering, lost, always searching for somewhere to call home.

I found home with Jensen, but now with my dad back—it’s tenfold.

My head snaps up.Where the hell is Jensen?He’s missing the halftime show. I know he had alotof wings, but he’s been gone for ten minutes.

I rub my temples, a headache starting to creep in as I text him.

Hey, everything okay? Haha.

Jensen

Jesus. I’m not taking a shit… Just lying down for a minute. Cum sit on my dick.