'Sleep.'

'There you are..'

'..'

'He's crying..'

'Hn.'

'Tired? Depressed?'

'You already know how I'm feeling so why even ask?'

'Its just a courtesy, one of us has to be polite about the situation.'

'What situation are you referring to?'

'The entire situation, your health, your mind, and your son'

'.'

'What are you going to do? Are you going to return home? Or stay here in this hellhole and raise your son to be a delinquent on your own? So many questions to answer, yet so litt-'

'Shut up your annoying.'

'These are questions that you have to answer. Shouldn't you check on him? He's still crying, and so tiny. I think he's hungry.'

'I'm getting up. but I want you out of my head.'

'Hn. you say that now. Don't worry I will not say anything else tonight.'

I am evvvvvil this is actually just the introduction to my story. Trust me the chapters are much longer, but I just loooooooove cliffhangers. So can any of you guess who this story is about?