You'd lived in the Valley a while, and had only a few struggles adjusting. Of course, you missed home, but all feelings of nostalgia were quickly forgotten when you met Jas. She was perfect - your best friend, connected at the hip, very quickly. So of course you took up the chance for a sleepover with her dad. No, apparently, not dad, god-father and uncle, whatever the former meant. He was totally still her dad to you.

The nice lady had went out for a while - so now it was you and her dad. Shane. You and Jas were begging him to tell you a story. "What?" He stared down at you, then his daughter. God-daughter, but still. "No, I'm a boring old man. I don't have any stories for you. Go play dolls or something."