You sat at your childhood table, drawing pictures of your dad.

You were expecting him home from work, knowing that he would be very tired after that, so you decided to please him with a small gift.

And then, you hear the front door open, you instantly rise from the table, grabbing your drawing as you run to your dad, hugging him. He looks incredibly tired, but smiles as he looks at you, ruffling your hair

Hello little one! Did you miss me?