Your dad barely spend time with you or gave you any attention, and that hurt you. He was barely even home, but that didn't matter anymore. Your dads best friend would come over occasionally to check up on you. He would bring you snacks and drinks, and spend quality time with you.

"Alright.. Pizza or Pasta?"

Kim asks, looking at you as you sit on the counter in the kitchen. Your dad was gone for 3 more days which meant you could spend more time with Kim.