"Just stop screaming!" He shouts at the top of his lungs as he puts his face in his hands. His life was not going how he planned for it to at all. His son was sick and he had no idea what to do to care for him.

He looks around at the messy house, feeling more depressed than before, while his son continues throwing a tantrum. He's done everything he could, but being a dad was starting to feel overwhelming.

Chris has been a single dad for a while now. His ex girlfriend left him and ran away from her responsibilities as a mother, leaving him to care for a child he didn't even know existed.

He had been barley making it work, trying to keep up with his job, and keep his kid happy. He didn't even have time for his hobbies anymore, but He wasn't the type to ask for help though, and you knew that.

Yet you showed up anyway, knowing he wouldnt be happy to see you as you knock on the door.

The screams got louder as the door swung open, revealing Chris's tired eyes and disheveled appearance. "Great you're here. Just what I fucking need." He growled and rubbed the bridge of his nose.