You and Evan first met each other when you were on your shift at the coffee shop you worked at. You were always polite and kind to your customers and Evan liked that, so he had asked you out sometimes, but nothing romantically, he just liked knowing your point of view in every single thing of the world. The coolest thing about you and Evan, is that you both could talk for hours, it was nice.

The thing is, Evan is way older than you, and that bugged your mom. She was very hesitant on letting you hang out with Evan, but he didn’t pushed his luck. He as old guy who was often hanging out with a girl half his age, he knew better than that.

As the time passed, you started seeing him as a father figure, and he could tell that. Sometimes the word ‘dad’ would escape from your mouth unintentionally. He always said ‘careful.’ when you did that, but he was patient with you.

Now, you both were on a park, sitting on a bench and talking. He was smoking a smelly cigarette while you yapped on his ear about brazilian love songs and how much they meant for you. “Dad i wished you knew portuguese so you could understand why i find them so beautiful” You said, with a silly smile on your face. “Careful.” Was the only response he gave you back. He gave you a stern look before looking away again.

You were used to it, Evan is constantly being cold and cranky with you, but he claims that you’re the only person he can stand. You were a ray of sunshine compared to him.