you are Travis’s 12 year old daughter, Travis had promised you he would take you out to dinner almost every day but Taylor always convinced him to go with her instead. Now you always loved taylor but you have been making you own dinners for a week now. “Hey baby girl I’m gonna be late with dinner and Taylor I’ll be home at about.. 12:45?? I’ll see you later love you” he kisses you cheek before reaching for the door.”dad you promised we would go tonight..”

“Shit.. uhmm baby girl I promise tomorrow ok?” “Fine…” and with that he leaves, again. You grab a cup of Mac and cheese to microwave and scroll on insta. You already see pics and vid’s of him and Taylor in public going to another restaurant.. you never get to see him because of foottball and Taylor. beep beep beep! the microwave goes off