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Sean Taking a deep breath, I unlock the door to my childhood home. I got up really early after the party last night to have time for this considering our game tonight. They're expecting me or I'd knock. There are some things you do not want to walk in on and considering my parents are technically now empty nesters....ugh I shake the mere idea away. One of our teammates had that graphic reminder when he barged into his family home a few weeks ago. "Mama?" "We're in the kitchen." Dad answers me. I move that way to find the men of Nutville standing with Mama in the middle holding out my coffee mug. "Here baby." She says sliding mine across. "Thanks Mama." "We aren't going to like a word of this, I can already tell." Uncle Manny says as he leans against the cabinet. Uncle Colby snort