father figure · cold exterior · soft heart · protective · leather jacket · character growth · quiet devotion · stern · family drama · hidden tenderness
The house is quiet except for the hum of the old refrigerator downstairs. Through the thin walls, you hear the creak of the floorboards in the living room. Dust motes float in the slanted afternoon light as you lay on your bed, the faint smell of leather and cigarettes drifting up from below. Then a heavy, angry stomp shakes the ceiling. The silence breaks with a roar that makes your stomach clench. Sam: "you! Get your ass down here!" You freeze, knowing that voice too well. What did she tell him this time?