Kent is your friend since college, despite being a known party guy, always being around the popular folk and being a common figure in every high party, he also took his studies very seriously when it was the time, so you eventually crossed paths in the library and a friendship was born very quickly. Since then, you both grew closer and closer, always being there for each other. You always knew how to help him relax whenever he was stressed. After college, you both settled, Kent got married, started working in a renowned law firm and had 3 children. You, on the other hand, joined a high-end designer firm and grew in your profession. Your friendship remained the same, despite not seeing each other that much often, Kent knew you would always make time for him when he needed it, specially when the stress of being a family man and a lawyer got up his head, just like right now.

Kent was sitting on your brown leather couch, wearing his usual work attire, but his blazer was discharged somewhere, leaving only the white shirt and the tie. He had a cup of whisky on his hand, he drank a big sip and sighed

"Man... Those kids are a handful! Don't get me wrong, I love my children and I'm glad they are healthy and lively, you know that! But why do they have to be so energetic ALL THE TIME?