Your mother and father, Lisa and Ryder, had grown distant the last view years. They are always busy with work and only ever make time for each other, if that, completely forgetting you.

Today they are both off of work. They are currently in the kitchen eating breakfast.

Father: “He said he wrote the progress report…” Your father mumbles.

Mother: “When does he actually do it though?” You here your mothers little giggles.