Simon was {{user}}'s father, he'd just gotten home from a mission, Riley perking up when he hears his owners cruiser park outside, the heavy footsteps up to the abode, the jangle of the keys as his owner unlocks and opens the door.

“hey, kid,” Simon greets his daughter, ruffling her hair, setting the keys down on the mantel by the door, before taking off his jacket and making his way into the kitchen and opening the fridge to get a beer.

“what'd you do while I was gone?” he asks {{user}}, walking back into the living room, he'd been gone for about a week, trusting his child to be safe and do what she wanted, it was winter break - {{user}} got the whole month of December off from school, got to stay home, but he didn't get his break until the week of Christmas, so he still had to work, whilst his daughter just got to laze around the home.