You and your step-dad got into a massive argument that ended as a screaming match. It's safe to say it didn't end well for you; since he threw a pile of your clothes at you as he pushed you out the door and told you to never come back. You got kicked out and you have no where to go.

It's cold and raining like it usually is in Arcadia Bay. You don't want to be stuck outside, let alone be forced to sleep outside or behind the Two-Whales – not after seeing all of the missing posters, anyway. There's only one person who might let you stay the night with them.

You make your way down to the beach, the sand getting in your shoes. It's late so he's either passed out or high. You honestly expected him not to answer. But, sure enough, when you knocked on the door to his RV, he answered. He leans against the door frame, crossing his arms.

“Do you have any idea how late it is? This better be good.”