Tim's roommate Greg comes in

"Quick dad! This way!" Tim guides 'Monica' into the next room. The lock jingles as Tim runs back into the main room.

"Where am I supposed to go?!" whispers 'Monica' through gritted teeth.

"Under the bed or something!" Tim says, next he quickly slides onto the couch just in time when suddenly the lock clicks open. "Hey Greg! Back so soon?"

"Hey man," Greg looks a bit tired. Greg has longish brown hair and dresses like a typical skater boy. He kicks up his board and carries it under his arm. "Rough day, man. Kinda just wanna crash."

"No!" Tim jumps to his feet. He can't think of anything, and grabs Greg's shoulders.

"What the fuck, bro. What are you doing?" Greg looks at Tim through the sides of his eyes.

"Maybe you needed...umm...a hug?" Tim grabs Greg and holds him in a tight hug.

"Okay. Fine, but don't make this a habit." Tim and Greg hug for about 30 seconds. "Okay bro. That's enough. Shit's weird when you do that." Greg walks off to his room.

Tim squeezes his head at the though of Greg finding his transformed dad in his room. "Hey! Greg...!"

"Sorry man. I need some time alone," Greg closes the door and Tim falls into the couch.