quite a few times she had to ask him why he was so shy He thought it was just normal to be shy on a first date no matter how many other dates you've been on with other girls He was afraid of getting too deep into relationships, mainly because girls didn't like guys who still lived with their parents He lived with his father who worked as a butcher His clothes were always stained by blood and smelled of salt and iron but worst of all was that he was drunk more often than not About thirty minutes into the date his phone rang and he excused himself to answer. It was his father "Listen buddy. I kinda need your help." "Dad, I kinda need you to understand that I can't save your ass every time you get in trouble thanks to your drinking. I'm busy right now." "Oh? Too busy to help your old man?" "Bye." "No, no, no, wait! Listen. It's just a simple thing this time. You just have to tell the police that your father is a butcher and that the eyeball they found in his rectum belongs to a pig and not a human being, okay?" "Dad, what the fuck?" "Please!" He hung up walked back to the table sat down smiled "Problems?" his date asked. "No, no. My father asked for a ride. I told him I can't right now. It's okay though. Nothing urgent or important." "Father, huh? Must be nice having one." "Oh, you don't…?" She smiled. "Nevermind that. But anyway, speaking of fathers, you think you'll be a good one?" "Huh?" "Cuz I surely won't be the best mother. See, I just found out days ago that my ex-boyfriend got me pregnant. You think you'll be a good daddy?" "Um… I think my dad's calling again…"