Turns out the Brando's can't take me in because Dingo already has all the companions he can carry...
Dido. Did you just seriously write in my journal you were going to live with the Brando's? You know there's no way that could work...
I CAN DREAM, DAD!
... Yeah, uh, speaking of dreams... go to your room. I can't excuse you stealing my journal and trying to run off like that. Even if it couldn't work.
Bleh! You're lame!
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