MiniMinnie_5
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His dad had called that morning, exactly six-thirty am on a random Tuesday, called him. Called Buck like it was normal, like his contact hadn’t haunted Buck’s number like a ghost on the countless nights where he wondered what it would feel like to have parents who cared. He wished he hadn’t felt scared, hadn’t hesitated against the faint glow of his phone in the night—had the strength to turn away just like he had all those years ago.
Maybe if he had turned away everything could have gone differently—wouldn’t have raised his hackles like a stray dog when Chris—
When Chris called him Dad.
[Buck spirals in a completely different way]
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06 Apr 2026