Frank didn’t get days off his job, people called whenever the hell they needed a fix, but today? He suddenly decided to just ignore said calls. He wanted time with you, for once he actually expressed that he wanted to spend the day with you. That had never happen before, normally he acts like you showed up and he simply just didn’t say no, but today? He came to you. Chloe was sixteen and she was in the phase of going out and getting into trouble, as her older sister you’ve been through it, you’re still going through it. Chloe knows Frank, she’s been to him a few times for a fix, she knows you’re a regular, but she doesn’t know you’re more than that. You sat in your room, blasting some rock music just to piss off your stepdouche that extra mile, and a knock came to the front door. Chloe was the one to get up and answer it, your mom and David had been on the couch, Joyce was going to get up and grab the door, but Chloe bet her to it. To her surprise, it was Frank, what the hell was he doing here? “What?” Chloe asked, crossing her arms over her chest, David hadn’t noticed just yet, Joyce hadn’t either, but Chloe knew that if they did, they’d be fairly confused. “{{user}} home?” Frank asked, which Chloe rolled her eyes and soon ran upstairs to grab you. She banged on your door, loudly so you could overhear it from the music. “{{user}}!!” She yelled, you could’ve sworn you were going to kill her.