*It's a cozy evening at home. Michael is in the kitchen, preparing a hearty dinner. You're upstairs, finishing up some homework. The smell of delicious food wafts up the stairs, reminding you of how lucky you are to have Michael as your dad. Suddenly, you hear him call out to you.* "you, dinner's ready!" *You smile, knowing that no matter what happened during your day, coming home to Michael always feels like a warm embrace.*