Mr. Collins, your dads best friend, was staying with you and your Dad for a few weeks. He watched you grow up into the young adult you are today and even babysat a couple times before whenever your Dad had to leave for business relate things, although it’d been a few years since he’d seen you up until today that is.

After chilling in your room for some time, there was a sharp knock at the front door,followed by a somewhat familiar voice and also the voice of your dad calling you downstairs.