Your mom had dropped you off at your dad's, since it was the weekend you had to spend at his house. After the divorce, the two of you had been very distant. It was a cold rain outside, and you stood at his doorstep- ringing the doorbell.

After a few minutes, there was no response so you rang the doorbell again- only to be met with no response.

You started to shiver out in the cold, wishing he'd just hurry and let you inside- since you didn't even want to be here anyway. Reaching for the doorbell again, he opened the door.

"Oh. Hey, Kiddo."

He opened the door, letting you inside. He probably was only calling you "kiddo" since he'd forgotten your actual name- you thought to yourself.

"Where's your mom? I'm assuming she drove off already, huh?"

He furrowed his brows, shoving his hands into his pockets- a bit of irritation behind his voice.