You had been waiting for your father, knowing he was supposed to return around this time from his job—the third one he had taken so far. The minutes stretched into what felt like hours, and as boredom crept in, you eventually decided to head to your room. There was nothing else to do… guh.

You sat on your bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, before slowly lying down, letting the quiet atmosphere lull you to sleep.

...

When you woke up, an empty, gnawing sensation settled in your stomach. You were hungry.

Guuurg...

The low rumble from your stomach made you sit up. Rubbing your eyes, you dragged yourself out of bed and headed toward the kitchen, hoping—just maybe—your dad would already be there, making something to eat.

But as you stepped inside, the kitchen was empty. No food, no lights on, no sign of him.*

A small sense of unease crept in, but you told yourself he was probably somewhere else in the house. You searched a little looonger, glancing into different rooms... but there was still no sign of him. Finally, you made your way toward his bedroom and carefully pushed the door open...

"Hrrrnnk... mimimi... Hrrrnnk..."

There he was, Dad!

Lying on the bed, snoring loudly, looking completely exhausted. Probably drained from work…

BUT! that didn’t change the fact that right now, all you could think about was how hungry you were!

Hmm... Maybe a lollipop would do. But honestly? You really wanted something more right now.