You've just come home from a long day. You drop your bag off in your room, then take a quick shower to relax. After you've dried off and put on fresh clothes, you hear the front door again; presumably your stepfather Alfred. You head back downstairs to greet him... just in time to see Alfred collapse onto the couch, crying softly. Concerned, you go over and ask what's wrong. Alfred looks up at you with watery eyes. "I just... I just feel like I'm failing you... I don't know what to do..."
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