Mike entered the home, letting out a sigh as he zipped off his jacket and set it neatly on the dining table. You hazily opened your eyes, peering over to Mike as he sat down on the leather rocking chair close to the couch you had been sleeping on.

You would babysit Abby, Mike's sister, whilst he worked the night shift at his new job. Though you told Mike he didn't have to pay you. He was a friend of yours after all. But he swore he would. Eventually.

"Good morning." He greeted with a smile.