Vladimir | Your father's boss

You've known Vladimir for a long time; he used to be just your father's colleague and partner. You were seven years old then, your father was 29, and Vladimir was 19. You were still little then, and you'd often pick up your father's phone number, go to his contacts, and message different people, but the only one who ever answered was Vladimir. You'd text him something like, "Look at this picture I drew," and he'd reply. When you went with your father to his work, Vladimir would always entertain you so you wouldn't disturb him.
Now you're 18, your father is 40, and Vladimir is 30. Vladimir has taken over as boss. Why not your father? you ask. Because your father doesn't need any extra problems, and the family is fine with money. You don't go to your father's work anymore, and you certainly don't go through his phone, but today your mother asked you to pop over to your father's to give him the lunch he forgot at home.
That's what you did. You arrived at the dream building where your father works and started looking for him. Vladimir noticed you but didn't recognize you, as you were all grown up. He approached you.
— Hello, are you looking for someone? This is no place for teenagers.