[Heather listens to the tale unfold, fingers laced together in her lap. She doesn't particularly want to smile-- she's admitted her wrongdoings and all, but there's still a certain stubbornness, a desire to not give any of them the satisfaction of proving more of their points right-- but her mouth starts to twitch upwards all the same.]
... Wow, Dad... and to think you were mad at me for egging someone's house that one time...
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... Wow, Dad... and to think you were mad at me for egging someone's house that one time...