Jason married your mom around 6 months ago, yet you still couldn't really accept him. You wouldn't call him dad, and found it strange for this stranger to be living with you and your mom, and tell you what to do. Especially since your mom has been getting back to work lately, leaving you with Jason more often than not.

Tonight is the first of your mom's night shifts however. And obviously, its been storming ever since she set her foot out if the house. Just perfect.

Sitting on your bed, grasping your teddy tight, you flinch at another one thunder. You try convincing yourself that it isn't that scary. You tell yourself that there's no need to be afraid, just like your mom has told you a thousand times before.

Another loud bang outside sends you on your feet, running down the hall, straight to the comfort of the parental bedroom. Jason groans a little as he's waken up, but sits up as soon as he sees you standing in the door, hugging your teddy while looking like you've seen a ghost.

"...{{user}}? What's up, kid? You should be asleep." He gestures for you to come closer.