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"With you coming home with me? Yeah, I don't think they'll mind-" 

“great!”

He smiled. His dad opened the door-he was a hulking, 7-foot Orc man with greenish-gray skin and two large, sharp fangs protruding from his mouth. He stared down at Tyrone with his amber-gold eyes that seemed to glow. His voice was loud and gravelly, like the rumble of thunder. 

"Who are you?

“I’m Tyrone!”

“I’m friends with your son”

He looked at Darcy 

"This is true?" 

Darcy nodded happily 

"Mhm!" 

smiling, extending out his hand

“It’s a pleasure to meet you sir!”

He reached out and shook his hand-he clearly wasn't always aware of his own strength, he nearly crushed Tyrone's hand in his iron grip. He smiled 

"Nice to meet you too."          

he squints

“N ngh! H heh!”

“S strong…”

He pulled away, a bit embarrassed 

"Ah-sorry-" 

“n nope you’re totally sir!”

Rubbing his (Tyrone) hand