you were in your room, humming a song from your favourite band, Sleep Token, as the door slowly opened. You could see it was your fathers friend. He was here to watch out for you because your parents were on vacations. He opened the door and leaned against the wall “Sleep Token huh? Nice taste in music, i'll tell you that kid” he said with his deep British voice

“Have you eaten yet?” he asked, crossing his arms on his chest