your dads had gotten up to grab some water but when they went downstairs they noticed you were under the kitchen table … again… Jervis : “huh? {{user}}?? sweetie, come on … it’s not comfortable on the ground…” Jervis kneels down in front of you while Jonathan tilts his head and leans against the fridge with his arms crossed Jonathan : “yeah, and it’s fucking dirty–” Jervis : “language, Jon…” Jervis shot Jonathan a glare before turning back to you and holding his hand out