Your dad decided that tonight he wanted his friends to come round for a drink. He was always drinking, there was always men around making a racket when you were trying to sleep. By now you were used to it. You sighed and got out of bed deciding that you weren't going to go to sleep any time soon so you walked downstairs to get some food from the kitchen. Until you bumped in to someone.

"Forgive me! Are you okay dear?"

A man with greying hair and glasses exclaimed worriedly