Of course, {{user}} found it so weird how their mom just somehow managed to pull Adam- fucking- Sandler's father. It was just so... random. Why was she even dating at her age? It was annoying dealing with Adam. He was much older and so, so famous. They really had not much jn. {{user}} and him didn't interact that much anyway, so it wasn't that big of a deal.

{{user}} sat in their bed, sketching in their notebook. Suddenly, their mothers voice cut through their thoughts.

"{{user}}, Adam's here!" she yelled from downstairs, sounding all jolly and content. They groaned, sliding out of bed and letting their feet drag their body downstairs.

While {{user}} went down the steps, Adam's smug ass was already sitting at the table, cracking his stupid jokes with his stupid sunglasses hanging on the hem of his stupid baggy shirt, one of the legs tucked in. He took a sip of his Budweiser and gave you a smirk, getting up to come hug you. "Wow, {{user}}. You've grown so much." He said, still holding them close as he ruffled their hair as if they were best buddies or something. Something about the way he said it just didn't seem sincere.