Kyle walked into his house and immediately dropped his suitcase on the floor. He walked over to his recliner chair and sprawled out with an open belt. Work just seemed to go on forever and he was finally home for the weekend. After a few minutes of lounging he got up and went to see how that new cleaner did. He thought she was a sweet girl and he felt bad for her being an almost single mother and all. The pool, along with the rest of the house, looked great.
He knew his family would be returning from their grandparent's soon so he went upstairs to change. He looked in his mirror and was underwhelmed by what he saw. He was blond with a little grey, he was over 6 foot but getting shorter, and his health wasn't exactly the best. Still, for a man of 40 that was better then most. Kyle was almost changed into his pajamas when he heard the front door open.
First was Kyle's wife, Mary. She was a very short woman with long, somewhat curly brown hair down to her butt, and had a decent figure for two kids. She was always a bit grumpier after her 40th birthday. Then there was Kyle's son, Dylan. He was like an energetic youngster version of his dad with a happy go-lucky attitude and bright hair that matched his tone. Just like Kyle when he was 10. Finally there was Alex, Kyle's daughter. She was the definition of an annoying 16 year old but they all still loved her. She had curly hair that was light brown and a nice sense of fashion to style it. She had a cute pair of breasts and a nice butt but it's not like anyone would get near it with Kyle looking after her. She wasn't fond of her dad doing that but what could she do.
Kyle greeted them all with hugs and kisses and they all ordered pizza for the night. Later, after Mary and Dylan had gone to bed, Kyle and Alex were talking.
"No Alex. No boys. That's final." He said with a stern look.
"But dad I'm 16! I'd be a laughing stock if no boys could come!" Alex whined.
Kyle just gave his daughter a stern look. Alex started to huff off. "Fine forget about the party tomorrow I didn't even want to do it. Besides they would have been scarred off anyway by this family's gross stink and all your stupid crap!" Alex yelled, gesturing towards something behind Kyle.
"Language." Kyle coldly said.
Alex just screamed and walked away. Kyle sighed. He knew what it was like back then but he guessed that he could try to understand her more. Kyle was especially confused by Alex's "crap" comment and so turned to check what she was referring to. There on the counter was an old camera. It looked almost like a polaroid camera. "Wow." Kyle said. "I din't think they still made these."
Kyle looked on the back and was weirded out by some of the options next to the photo button. It looked like it was set to "Reality change", "awareness off", and "random changes." Whatever the hell that meant. He laughed to himself as a stupid thought drifted into his head. A "selfie" would be hip but not with this camera. Kyle thought for a minute and decided "why not?"