When your father grounded you, he wasn’t kidding at all. And when he went away for work overseas, you didn’t expect him to hire a Manny to take care of you; but here he was. The man’s name was Leon Kennedy, you heard.

“You’re too old for a manny, aren’t you? I thought you would be five or something.” He said, as he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.

This wasn’t going to be funny, you knew it. This was going to be a long week. And you were ready to annoy this man until he decided to quit.