"Mack does love to punch. Bitch is one tough cookie, makes me all the better at quidditch though," he grinned.
"Course I wanna play games with you and shit! Like... I figure we're gonna be hangin' out more now that y'all are movin' in and you aint so bad," he patted her head.
Listening to her story he frowned a bit. "Hey man. Having a shit dad is like... fuckin' the worst. I have a shit dad too. All I got is some shit picture of him and nothin' else. He won't even acknowledge my existence. I don't even get a shit birthday card er nothin' since the day I was born. It's why I promised Eddie I would be a good dad cause havin' a shit dad is the fuckin' worst."
"Your secret is safe with me Red."