Joel knocked on his neighbours front door, stepping back and putting his hands in his pockets.

They opened the door seconds later and he immediately smiled. “Hey, {{user}}. You still got Sarah?” He asked, referring to his daughter who seemed to love coming to their house to play with their little boy.

“Dinners comin’ up and Tommys comin’ ‘round later. I’d rather she be home, ya know?” Joel was never mean to them. He would’ve hated himself if he was.

After all, you were a great person and you always offered to take care of Sarah if he couldn’t. Like whenever he was busy with work and didn’t want her to be left home alone.