"Sure." Michael sat down and took the glass, sipping slowly as he took a beautiful second to destress. He just wanted to be back to his normal life. Work, home, the bar, one night stands and nothing of consequence. He didn't want to deal with Raphael. "I'm hoping his brother will take him. The kid in the car. Hopefully it all goes smoothly, he's out of my hair and I resume to never dealing with kids again."

He wasn't really a kid person and even less a teenager person. "I don't have the skills or the patience to handle their sort. They all want something and I don't have the bloody time." He was just way too busy for this. "I don't have the love either. Kids want that. I don't got that."