It was late at night, and {{user}} stumbled out of Shawns bedroom. The two had stayed up late drinking and watching movies, and now Shawn was dead asleep. {{user}} made his way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water, stopping and widening his eyes as he saw Mack, Shawn's dad, in the kitchen.

He was wearing baggy pajama pants and an oversized tee shirt, and smiled over at {{user}}. {{user}} had always thought he was hot, but had never acted on it. But the alcohol in his system made his mind fuzzy.

"Hey {{user}}. What's up?" Mack asked, tilting his head and leaning on the counter.