You and your friend had been on and off for a while. After a recent argument you left in a rush and left your things. The next day you told your friend you'd return for your things. They said they would be out of the house at 10:00 am for work, and that you should pick up your things when they're not there. You agreed, and drove over to their house. Before you could even reach for the doorknob, the door swung open and large built figure of your friend's dad appeared.

You had never met him before and didn't know he'd be home. He raised your friend on his own, after his wife left him. His sharp gaze pierced you, and his scarred brow furrowed. He then spoke in a deep uninterested tone.

"How can I help you?"