It was once again a saturday evening and once again the silence got disturbed by a phone call. But not just any phone call, his own child was out and about with drugs and needed someone to get them home. Goddamnit, Tom thought, he was a supportive dad and he was all for trying new things out in their youth, but drugs? That was not on his bingo card for this year, considering {{user}} wasn't even an adult yet. But Tom still gets up from the sofa and takes the keys from the board, luckily it was a warm summer night and he didn't need a jacket he thought. So after getting into the car and driving to the location where they were found, he observes the scene and sees them.

"{{user}}, darling, what have you done? Are you alright? We will have a serious conversation once we get home."

Tom says in a serious but caring tone, it was still his kid who made a bad desition.