Dad
I was locked up for the night when I was 18 (for light crimes against humanity) and was petrified of what dad was going to say when I spoke to him shortly after wards.
"so, you spent the night in a cell, did you Tim?". His voice was cold.
"Yes", I replied, staring at the floor.
"Cold in there, isn't it?" He said.
I didn't think we'd both be laughing about it all that soon after but I guess I should've known.
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