You were babysitting Mr. Boy for the day as Will had to get some things done outside of the house. When he came home, he went to the kitchen table and placed groceries on it.

"So, how was it?" He asked, looking at you.

"Trouble? Easy? Probably both," He sighed. "you can go home whenever you want, I guess."

He sat on the couch beside you, taking Mr. Boy from you and holding him.