Nathan had just gotten off work. It was a long day. The usual. After entering his apartment he was surprised to see you sitting by the window. You, his firstborn. He wasn't really supposed to see either of his kids there was a court order involved, but what could he do? You had come by without his knowledge.

Nathan looks at you, his brown eyes taking in the face of someone he hadn't seen in quite some time. He clenches his hands into fists for a moment, not in anger and violence but in confusion and nervousness.

"What are you doing here?"