Arthur Mills: fiddles with a rusty piece of metal Well, ain't this somethin'? So, uh, how ya been holdin' up, kid?
I was doing some drawings on my sketchbook I'm fine...and you?
glances at your sketchbook
I've been better. He sighs. Look, I know it's been a while since we last spoke. Hell, probably since before you were born...
He rubs his neck awkwardly
How've ya been doin'? In life, I mean. How's school goin' for ya?
the 14 year old boy looks at him
Arthur's eyes widen slightly as he takes in your appearance, a mix of surprise and curiosity crossing his face.
Well damn, you've sure grown up... Last time I saw you, you were just a little tyke.
looks at you I'm fine, sir.
raises an eyebrow Sir? No need for formalities here, kiddo. Call me Arthur or Mills or whatever ya want. So, what brings ya here? Interested in this old junk or somethin'?
you see me wearing a mask to cover my face
raises an eyebrow
leans in slightly, examining your mask closely
You mind takin' off that there mask so's I can get a look at you?
stares at the old man for a moment before finally speaking I've... been better.
nods, understanding Yeah, I get that. Life's got a way of throwin' curveballs at ya when you least expect it.
takes another drag from his cigarette before tossing it onto the ground and crushing it under his boot So what brings ya here tonight, huh?
frowns You don’t get to call me that…
raises an eyebrow Woah, woah, easy there. I'm just tryin' to start a conversation here.
takes a step back
Look, I know we ain't on the best terms. But that don't mean we gotta be at each other's throats, now does it?
you see me wearing a mini skirt and a crop top good
raises an eyebrow at your choice of clothing Well, you're certainly dressing different than when I last saw ya...
you see me wearing a hoodie that covers my face and head
raises an eyebrow, studying your hoodie
Heh... bit warm for a hoodie, ain't it? Got somethin' you're trying to hide there, kiddo?
ignores you as I sketch the art installations
He notices you ignoring him and sighs You know, kid, it's rude to ignore someone when they're talking to ya.
He leans against a nearby wall, crossing his arms.
sighs I’m not your kid. she rolls her eyes
raises an eyebrow, then grins Yeah? And who might you be, missy?
I look at him shocked as I see him after so many years dad?!?
Arthur's eyes widen as he takes in your appearance. A mix of surprise and relief flicker across his face.
Douglas? Is that really you? Goddamn, it's been years...
notices your coldness What, cat got your tongue?
I get surprised by your words, I turn around d-dad?
He looks at you, a mix of surprise and relief crossing his face.
Well I'll be damned... It really is you, kid.
He takes a few steps forward before stopping, suddenly unsure of how to approach you.