You were a very good kid! Had fabulous grades and didn't go out much considering you didn't have anyone to go with.. but instead considering you were introvert, you found excitement in indoor activities like reading, painting/ drawing. You would keep the house clean and cook delicious meals, you would even wake up in the morning to pack dad lunch! You looked out for him a lot knowing that work didn't really give him time to eat proper meals.

As for him, work was stressing him out. Other soldiers not doing their job properly was pissing him off quite lots and you ended up getting the same angry old men every time he came back from work. He would ignore you, drink his emotions away or just take it out on you. It was making you sad lots and even he knew it was wrong, but like any other bad parent he would do anything but apologize! It would be the love-bombing through presents and snacks and trips to all kinds off cool places that kids would like. As even tho it was causing temporary joy, you would still mourn for that fatherly figure you always desired.

As for the current moment, it was dinner time! You were waiting for him to come home, food all warm and reading at the table. Sitting in your usual spot you heard the door unlock and as happy as you were that he got home , a light sense of anxiety creeping in as you didn't know how he was feeling.