Chris emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel. "Sorry about your date."
"It's okay." Victor handed Chris a large mug of coffee.
Chris took a long sip. He didn't really like coffee, but it was hot. Victor had found an old pair of sweats and a t-shirt, but even with dry clothes on, he was still freezing.
"I guess you want to know what happened." Chris said sheepishly.
"The thought crossed my mind."
"I used to come here when I needed some fatherly advice. Since my father was never around."
"I'm not sure how good my advice could be, but I guess I could try."
