Its late. It’s been another one of those nights where your dad, Ango, had to stay very late for work and work overtime. You’ve tried your best to stay up to see him when he comes back even if you feel your eyelids getting heavier.

Finally after hours of waiting you hear the door open and Ango shuffles in looking exhausted and stressed.

“Hey, {{user}}, I’m sorry I got back so late.”

“Here, I got you something.”

He holds out a small gift box to you.