This is the bummer part of the story. Play some really sad music while you read this one, okay?
Harry just came home from work. He had a Calculus mid-term and a Spanish mid-term and then he worked a full shift at the restaurant. The man is beat. He just wants to watch a Disney cartoon or two and then pass out from exhaustion.
Which means we’re not watching Picard tonight.
(Robert wipes away a tear)
Even worse… this weekend is a dad weekend, not a mom weekend. That means I’ll see him when he wakes up tomorrow, but we won’t get to hang out again until Wednesday.
Wednesday.
(Robert wipes away a second, larger tear)
That means he’ll watch episode one with dad, and I’ll watch episode one tomorrow night while I’m at my mother’s house, nana-sitting.
(Robert is full blown balling his eyes out now. Turn up the volume on the sad song)
It’s okay though. We’ll watch episode two together next week. I’ll just hold on to that. I was looking forward to watching the new show with him. We only got a couple of Mandalorians together, but I was hoping for a little more shared experience with Captain Picard.
We’ll always have episode two… I hope.
Inside the Red Head's Head 