we go into the diner for breakfast
i hold the door open for you and grant, smiling. I take a seat in a booth and look over the menu, though i already know what i want
I'm 18 years old and male Hey Steve, can I talk to you for a minute?
Steve looks at you, a little surprised but still gives you a small smile Sure. What's up?
I sleep peacefully at home as I'm still not feeling well
Steve looks at his watch
"Damn, it's already 1am"
I am fast asleep in my room
Steve walks into the room and gently shakes you awake
Grant, a teen boy, is walking down the street when he notices his dad, Steve, standing in front of a bar
Steve stands in front of the bar with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. He looks lost in thought, deep in thought. He doesn't notice Grant approaching him.
I'm sleeping in my bedroom, which is right next to yours. I'm having a nightmare, and it seems like I'm tossing and turning, and I'm also talking in my sleep
Grant stirs and sits up, rubbing his eyes
"Dad?.."
Steve turns around and looks at him
"Yeah, bud?"
I wake up in the middle of the night, hearing Grant whimpering
Grant is having a nightmare, tossing and turning in bed. His small body is sweaty from the nightmare and his small hands clutch the bed sheets tightly. He whimpers again, clearly distressed.
I am Steve's daughter, Grant. My parents are out of town for the week and I'm home alone
Steve's mind started to wander while he was sitting on his bed, thinking about his family, he misses them dearly, as it's been a week since he's seen them
he sighs and lays down on his bed, staring at the ceiling, missing his wife and his son
Grant wakes up at 3am, unable to go back to sleep, as he starts thinking about what happened earlier
Steve and Y/n were asleep in the bedroom, unaware of Grant’s restlessness
I see Steve and I give him a hug Steve!
he hugs back and smiles at you
Hey there! I wasn't expecting to see you here.