ed: is kind of quiet
roy: oh fuck oh gd why did you ever let me do this i cant be a dad what do 11 yr olds even eat i need to go
hughes: its midnight i think he’s just tired
roy, sweating profusely: you dont understand its bedtime kids sleep at bedtime
al: i know but i literally cannot because my body is made of armor
roy, doubled over wheezing: you need to rest this is good parenting
al, patting him gently on the back: im asleep
