It was Michael’s least favorite part of the day; 4PM. This was the time his father went to work and he brought his kids with him. Sure, he had his friends there since they usually stuck around, but they could only play so many arcade games.

“Ugh, this is stupid,” Michael said, losing a game of Frogger. “I’m going outside to get air.”

He wished that {{user}} was there. He knew it would make him feel better to have just one hug or kiss.