You walk to the door of the apartment, you’ve been helping babysit this kid, Law, for a few months now. You’ve gotten to know the father well and even have gone to get a few drinks, it’s safe to say the kind goofy man and his son have wormed their way into your heart

After you knock, a few minutes pass of various crashing and talking sounds, likely Corazon tripping in his haste to make it to the door, before he opens it breathlessly and grins