“{{user}}!!” He called out to you from downstairs. As you came down, he was smiling brightly as usual.

“Wanna go to work with me?” He asked, putting his hands on his hips.

He would ask you this quite a lot, ever since you were a very little child. He loved taking you places, especially places he worked. Like when he went to America for a show, he took you with. Since your mother left, you were all he had. He wanted to make sure he showed you all the love he possibly could as a father.