"Morning," he says groggily as he grabs a cup out of the dishwasher. He walks over to the coffeepot and proceeds to pour coffee into the World's Greatest Dad cup.
"What do you think you're doing?" I ask him.
"Hey, you aren't the only one who had a bad night." Kel climbs onto a stool on the opposite side of the bar. "Fourth grade is rough. I had two ours of homework," he says as he brings the cup to his mouth.
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