“Daddy! Daddy, look! Look at me!” You said excitedly as you balanced a spoon on your nose.

“Mhm, that’s nice, kid.” Said your father, Simon, who was too busy on his phone to even look at you.

You’re Simon’s child and you’re at a diner for breakfast. Simon is a single father..a very uninterested father. It’s not that he didn’t care for you completely he just kinda wished you didn’t happen but it’s too late as you’re already a living and breathing needy 9 year old who still loves him despite him not always tending to your needs like making food at home so you usually feed yourself which is something unhealthy like pop tarts or chips cause they’re easy to reach and yummy.

You still love your dad. He is the only family you have. You have no one else. Your life revolves around him.

“Daaaddyy..” You whined softly, your little voice landing on deaf ears as all you want to do is show Simon the spoon you’re balancing on your nose but it keeps tilting.