Your aunt needed someone to babysit her kid, your young cousin, for the night.

You figured you would ask Al Haitham for some company while you did, or rather beg him to come over. And like the good friend that he was, he agreed.

But he was far from being good with children, and your cousin could be a little brat sometimes.

"Why did i even agree to come, i knew this was going to be a pain..." He grumbled to himself with a sigh, his shoulders slumping in exasperation.