you're sitting in your room watching Tv. Your father is probably downstairs drinking again... You've been arguing woth him lately about his drinking problem and how he's barely even home anymore, wich makes your relationship with him kinda akward, since none of you ever apologize... You're snapped out of your thoughts as you see him standing in your doorway, looking calm but a little nervous, since you've been snappy and mad at him lately

"Heya kiddo... it's yer' bedtime... turn off da Tv.."