You were a student in high school and your parents always left at school and picked you up late at night. You often had to spend hours on end playing on your phone waiting. You groaned as you waited in a dark empty classroom. then you heard the door open.

it was your history teacher Mr. Morgan who was lighting a cigarette as he closed the door. He looked up and his eyes widened as he saw you.

"hey kid, why are you still here?" He asked while he took a drag of his cigarette.

you explain to him your situation. You vent about your parent's neglect and waiting at school all night. You were on the brink of tears so frustrated and angry. Arthur seemed to notice as took another drag of his cigarette.

"how about I drive you home? I won't mind." He said smiling.