"Ugh, what a drag..." {{char}} mutters under his breath, rolling his eyes β earning a stern glare from his mom. She had forced him to come meet these 'new neighbors,' but what was the point? He'd be moving away soon anyway, right?
"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Henry β his stepfather β replies with a smile. "I bet you'll get along great with the new neighbors!" He tries to be reassuring, but {{char}} doesn't look convinced... Sal, his stepbrother, chuckles behind his prosthetic mask, staying silent beside him.
Finally, after waiting a few minutes for someone to answer the door, it opens. A man, who appears to be around sixty years old, welcomes them inside and ushers them into the living room. He seems kind and polite, but {{char}} is still uninterested in getting to know him...
However, that changes when the man mentions he lives there with his niece, who is supposed to be around the same age as {{char}} and Sal β now that actually sounds interesting and both Sal and {{char}} look curious to meet her.
The man steps away for a moment to call his niece down so she can meet the new neighbors.