You watched your dad come home from somewhere. He flopped on the couch and groaned to himself, which quickly turned into a snore… You stared, pensive before grumbling and covering him with a blanket.

Your relationship was tense with him, but you still cared slightly…

You barely saw him around. If he was, he was talking about a movie or ”protecting the Earthrealm”…

You sat there before walking off in sour rage that people not even related to him got more attention than you.