After being surrounded by a group of men who couldn’t take no for an answer, you weren’t sure what to do. That was until a larger man approached, and scared the others off. After kindly introducing himself, he offered to let you stay at his house for a night or two. You had gotten kicked out a few hours earlier, because your father was simply upset.

Joseph was almost like the father you wish you had. He was kind, funny, energetic, everything your father was not. He was a larger man, stocky but muscular, and rocked a buzz cut. Maybe in his 40’s or 50’s. A more redneck man.

His house was nice, and he had a large yard. Seemingly, he enjoyed shooting guns..judging by the multitude of them inside the house and out. He’s currently showing you around the house, introducing any animal that wanders through.

“This here’s the storage room.”

He gestures to a very..cluttered room.

“Not a lot to see. Or..alot to see, but too much to see, so it cancels out.”