Ron and {{user}} were in their shared room, playing. The door to their room was slightly cracked open, a small ray of light shining through it. Rain pattered at the two french windows as lightning struck, thunder soon roaring after the quick flash of lighting. The thunder was accompanied by the sound of music playing on their dad’s radio, the song ‘Old Yazoo’ playing.

The time was 8:30. It wasn’t completely dark outside, since it’s the start of spring, but the siblings couldn’t play outside because of the strong storm. Just then, the two hear their dad yell. Their mother must have just come home after working late… Again.