Paul Parker

Olympic gymnast on his way reaching for the gold

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The evolution of FBI Agent Stiles Stilinski

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nathan walks into the coffee shop, although he was exhausted and his phone was dead she decided to stop for some coffee before returning back home. he ordered his cofee, taking a sip before speaking “i don’t mean to be a bother, but do you happen to have the time?” he asked, before turning to look at the person a couple feet away from him.

Paul was on a quick break from being int he gym and was sitting in the coffee shop reading a book when he felt a tap on his shoulder and a voice. “Sure it’s 6:15.” 

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Parker Family Dinner

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Patrick: “Not much… other than the fact that he’s a flaming homosexual.” He scoffs. “I blame his friend he always brings around. It’s a terrible epidemic among young people.” 

Peyton: “You’re not here too much… sometimes I wish you were here more.” Peyton pouts a little bit. “I don’t like when you’re not here.. because then you’re at home.” He looks down. “And you’re not safe at home.” 

Patrick: “Epidemic? He’s not sick Pat.”

Greyson: He looks down at his closed laptop. “Yeah, I know.” He says softly. “But I am here a lot though.”

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Parker Family Dinner

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Patrick: “You have to let me take you out sometime… Wouldn’t want you to end up like the younger one.” He gives Peyton another look. “Would be a shame.” 

Peyton: Peyton gives him a kiss on the cheek. “And I can make us those really yummy chocolate milkshakes that he had last time you stayed over… wait, that was last night.” 

Paul: “What’s wrong with Peyton?” Paul raised an eyebrow in question toward his brother. 

Greyson: He chuckled and nodded as he shut his laptop. “Clearly I’m here to much if you can’t even remember when we did something.”

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Patrick: “When will you face it that maybe your head is up in the clouds with this whole Olympics thing? You should come to church more.” 

Peyton: He closes Greyson’s laptop and pulls it into his lap. “If you sleep over tonight maybe I can help you edit it.” 

Paul: My head is perfectly fine right here and no thanks, I don’t want to go to church.

Greyson: “Sure.” He shrugged. “That would be really helpful.”

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“Jerk is a bit of an understatement,” Daisy admitted. “I went to high school with them. They’re dicks.”

Her usual demeanor was coming back to her, but she was still obviously a little shaken up. She was embarrassed at her outburst and the attention that she drew, but she didn’t let it show. The few glances she still received she responded with her signature eye roll.

“Ugh high school that was actual hell.” He said with a roll of his eyes. Sure Paul had been a jock but with three brothers, counting Greyson, and his own awkward shyness at times was the butt of a lot of jokes and bullying, making his life hell. 

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Parker Family Dinner

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Patrick: “I suggest you drink some more, Paul. Maybe you’d get more girls if you went out to bars rather than doing flips and tumbles or whatever you do.” 

Peyton: “Greyson. You can’t curse in this house, you know that.” He pouts. “You’re really bad at following rules.” 

Paul: “I don’t have a problem with my love life and I can’t not train. 2020 is coming up before you know it.” 

Greyson: “I know the rules. I just like seeing you get all flustered because of it.”

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Parker Family Dinner

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Patrick: Do you actually think I’m that heartless? I didn’t touch the stupid cat. *He scoffs, pouring himself a glass of bourbon.* 

Peyton: Stop that, lying is a sin, Greyson. *He leans in and kisses Greyson’s nose.* I would never be sarcastic about your talent. You’re amazing and you know I think you’re amazing.

Paul: Just asking. I hoped you weren’t.” He watches him. “I don’t understand the appeal to bourbon. It’s gross.” 

Greyson: Greyson bushed. “Thanks. This video is so long editing is going to be a bitch.”

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Parker Family Dinner

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Patrick: *He gives a disapproving look at Peyton and Greyson who are sitting at the dining table.* It’s among one of the dumber things the little one has done, perhaps not the dumbest though. Maybe our church would be a better home for the cat.

Peyton: *He’s resting his head on Greyson’s shoulder, practically in the boy’s lap.* Wow, Greyson… You’re like so talented. 

Paul: Did you give their cat away?

“I’m not sure if you’re being sincere or sarcastic.” 

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Paul: *sitting in the kitchen drinking some water* So Pat, how do you feel about your room turning into the cat’s room? 

Greyson: *editing his video on his laptop* Pey, I totally got a video of that creepy guy across the street staring at the mailman’s butt. 

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