009: He doesn't mince words

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~~PEYTON~~ "You're darn lucky you didn't bail on me. I would have—" "Good evening, Momma." Odin cut his mother off, giving her a peck on the cheek. She had been waiting at the entrance, and the moment we arrived, she fires at Odin, completely ignoring my presence. I don't mind; I'm used to it. I stand beside Odin like a stranger, hands tucked in my pockets as the squabble between mother and son goes on. She is crossing her arms, pouting as Odin showers her with praise. Her name's Natalie, and she looks lost in her butterfly long gown, but is radiant as ever, with dimples like Odin, and the same hair and eyes. The twins had taken after their father only. Odin is a mama's boy. When they are done with their fight, it ends with a bear hug. They laugh and saunter inside, acting like I

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