Half a year later, I started regaining some memories.
It was also the time when I got sent to the navy.
I served there for 2 years, until my dad got me to resign, saying that I have to 'take over the company' or some shit.
Besides from being a drug dealer, my dad also has a company. Music and entertainment to be exact.
I guess the only reason he had that company was to hide the fact that he's doing something illegal.
He still doesn't know that I listen to their 10PM conversations and is still oblivious to the fact that I can turn him in to the police for being a drug dealer.
