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A retired millionaire is lucky if he sees the morning so naturally Mark wakes up a 3pm, the sun piercing through your curtains. Even though its so late he looks over half-expecting to see his wife sleeping beside him but of course she isn't, she's off doing one of the countless activities she does to give herself the impression that she's busy since the girls moved out and Mark Jr's in his last year of high school. He turns his attention to the music blasting from the direction of his son's room, "is that The Doors?" he thinks to himself with a pleasant surprise, "maybe he's not just a typical fucking millennial after all".

He sits up at the side of his bed stark naked and grabs the pair of boxers lying on the floor and puts them on. He hears Mark Jr leave his room and head down stairs.