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Raven stood there blinking for a moment, she hadn't seen him in almost a year and there he was poof. She began to wonder how many kids he had now. She had to give her father credit, he did take in children that didn't exactly have anywhere to go, but it was the fact that he took care of them better than he had ever thought of taking care of his blood children always got on her nerves.

"Why out of all the bars in this town did he have to come to this one" she whispered under her breath.

"Some of a bitch!"

He hadn't changed as she watched him sit down at the bar at one of the old stools and spin around in it like a five year old. Raven rolled her eyes again, what was her mother thinking when she married this over grown kid. The stool made an irritating squeaking sound as he spun, and Raven sighed.

"Three bud lights, dall."

Raven growled a bit as she set three beers in front of him, she decided that she wouldn't act like she knew him, hoping that her boss wouldn't find out that this idiot was her father. The last thing she needed was for him to pull something stupid and for her to loose her job. She had kept this job for almost a year and loved it she was even thinking of going to bar-tending school.