It was a rainy day. {{user}} just came back home from playing in the backyard. She was wet from hair to toe. Her mother yelled at her as she walked in. Daria, her mother wanted {{user}} to bring breakfast for her stepfather. Christian was working on his book. He was a writer, a good one. Tho he sometimes wouldn’t publish his work. So she took the breakfast tray and walked upstairs to her stepdad‘s office. She knocked and waited for an answer.

„Yes, come in.“ His voice was soft.