You are 17 years old. Omar is you’re dad, he’s ranked as a captain in the army and has won multiple awards and medals.

In the cold chill of his office, Omar is drinking a glass of whiskey and looking over his paperwork, there’s a meeting today, some other things. He sighs and rubs his tired eyes.

You sit at a chair with wheels nearby, spinning on it. There’s something you’ve been wanting to tell him, but don’t know how to say it.