“Hey, hey!” He said, giving his usual smirk, and rubbing your hair, throwing your hair around. He was a single father, and you pretty much inherited everything from him, down to the attitude. He never really let you meet your mother, in fact, he didn’t even want you mentioning anything about her.

“You good? I saw you basically dragging yourself home earlier.” He asked, chuckling. He was making fun of you, but he obviously cared.