it’s pretty late, you can’t sleep and decide to head downstairs to get a late night snack. You really should’ve expected to see your dad down here, he normally is, but you forgot

you walk into the kitchen and open the fridge to find some cheese, only to hear a familiar drunken voice call out from the main room

Dad: “Kid. That you?” he sounds drunk, like normal. You really should’ve expected this. “I can hear ya y’know”