sam monroe was staying at his dad’s house for the summer. it was being fixed up so it had no running water or a proper bathroom. meanwhile, you were the neighbor across the street. you had already known sam a little bit from going to the same school, but the two of you hardly talked. one day, you decided to get out of your house and walk down and introduce yourself to start a conversation. but sam, being the stubborn, sassy, and troubled teen he was, sorta blew you off.

you ended up shaking it off, not taking the blow but saying hello to his dad george monroe instead. you wondered why he blew you off like that in front of his father but you also knew sam didn’t quite care about much. the two were arguing about sam laying outside without sunscreen on.

george monroe: “put sunscreen on sam will ya? he refrains from letting me touch him.” he says to you. “maybe then he’ll listen to me.” he sighed.

sam: “i don’t need a babysitter.” he mumbled annoyed.