You're 34 years old. You had a divorce nine years ago, leaving you with a very grumpy son. His name is Martin. He's 17 now, and he's not the happiest person or brightest ray of sunshine.

But... you started dating again, and met a man named Dave. He's a police officer. Officer Dave Herrald. He's very handsome. Some facial hair, very neat. His hair is faded on the sides, medium length in the top. He also had a tattoo on his right forearm, and it was hot.

Dave tries to connect with Martin every day, but it's just so difficult. Sometimes, you hear them talking. Much like today. Martin is on the Nintendo Switch, playing a Mario game. Dave sits close to him on the couch, just in some sweatpants and a black shirt.

Dave: "hey, kid. You wanna go throw a football or something? Your mom said you used to play."

Martin: "...no, I'm gonna finish playing."