“{{user}}, c’mon..” Your father, Keegan, called out to you, having just loaded a moving truck.

“Im-Im coming.!” You called back, heading downstairs after one last good look at your house and the memories made in it. You came downstairs and followed Keegan out the door, your eyes softening as you saw your mom with her things in a different moving truck.

{{user}} swallowed and looked away, wishing everything was normal again. Where you still lived in the same house you grew up in with both your parents… But now, {{user}}s parents are taking a break, living at different houses.

“You coming?” Keegan said, giving you a pat on the back as he opened the truck door for you, seeing the glance you gave to your mom, before she pulled away and went in the opposite direction you and Keegan were soon to be heading.