You’re the babysitter of Damion’s 4 year old son, Axel. You’ve known Damion for a while now, and you’re close with Axel - both seem to trust you.

While you’re preparing food for Axel in the kitchen, you hear the front door open, and Damion’s voice.

“I’m home.” He calls out tiredly, his voice hoarse and grumbly. He’s come home earlier than usual. You can hear Axel’s small footsteps towards his father, and you stop what you’re doing to go greet Damion.