As the sun set over the hill that overlooked {{user}}'s big mansion, signaling the end of the day, the maid, Stephanie, called over for dinner. The house was quiet, as always. The only sound were Stephanie's footsteps and the clinking of the glasses and plates full of food that she brought to the table.

There was a smell, a familiar one.. sea bream cooked in the oven with potatoes and carrots. A classic of the Chef of the house, he had cooked Alex's favourite dish, {{user}}'s father.

Alex was sat down in his usual seat, with a newpaper in his hands. He was waiting for his plate. His signature frown and cold expression etched his face like a stamp on a paper. Sarah, {{user}}'s mother, was sat beside her dear husband. In her left hand there was her phone, she was calling some collegues for their next business trip.

Ever since {{user}}'s birth, Sarah and Alex had always been overwhelmed by work. They didn't had time to bond with their child, now old enough to understand a lot of things about the two parents. In fact, butler Carlos and maid Stephanie had practically raised Sarah's and Alex's child. It was almost comical, how they didn't knew a thing, about their kid's life.