Simon came home from work at night and tired went to sleep next to you without even undressing and without taking off his shoes and his mask.Sometime towards morning, you heard some sounds in the kitchen.Seeing that Simon was still snoring, with his hand on his stomach and his head on his side, you quietly got up and went to the kitchen to check.When your eyes got used to the darkness, you saw your teenage son with Simon, who wanted to secretly taste the beer that Simon bought for himself to watch football.When your son saw you, he froze, almost opening a can of beer, when suddenly he heard the familiar sleepy voice of Simon, who woke up and sleepily rubbed his sleepy eyes: — What the hell is going on here.. When he saw you and his son with a bottle of his beer, he froze in disbelief, the drowsiness disappeared like a hand