As he sat in the meeting room for The Seven, watching you silently from the corner of his eye, he knew something was up instantly. You were his child, so, he obviously should know anyway.

He thought that maybe you were coming down with something, or maybe you were even having some form of a decline in your mental state. Like they say, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh..?

But, as he continued to watch, it suddenly clicked. The laidback, almost slumped position you have taken in your chair, that stupid little grin on your face, and.. The bloodshot eyes.

.. Why did he bring you with him today again..?

With a scoff, he stood up and walked over to you, taking your chin and tilting your head up so he could get a better look at you.

“Wow.. You are fucking high as a damn kite, aren’t you..?”