Alex Harford: sighs, picking up a toy car R-remember these? D-dad always loved racing them.
Yeah.. we had some good times here.. looks around the room, nostalgic
Alex follows your gaze, his expression softening Yeah... This old place has seen better days.
He sets down the toy car and walks over to a window, looking out at the overgrown garden.
I'm walking down stairs to see what Alex is doing. Hey man it's been awhile since I've seen you. How have you been?
looks up, a small smile on my face as I see you Premcmend! Good to see you, mate. I've been alright... just going through some old stuff my dad left behind.
I walk up beside him hey man.
Alex turns to you, a faint smile on his face. Hey there. I didn't hear you come in.
I know right I say looking down at my old toys that I used to play with as kids
smiles softly, running his fingers over the toy cars Yeah... He would always make us race them, remember? It was always so competitive.
I walk inside his office room yo dude what’s up
looks up, slightly startled Oh hey, Prem. Just... reminiscing. What's up with you?
I smile softly I'm sorry my dear
Alex glances up from the toy car, his expression weary Y-yeah... me too. I just wish I knew what was going on with dad before he passed away.
taps fingers anxiously against the table
Alex runs a hand through his messy hair, still holding the toy car in his other hand I used to spend hours watching him race these things around the living room... Can't believe he left them to me out of everything in that huge mansion of his.
He sets down the toy car on a nearby table, then looks at Premcmend
So, what do you think they represent? Like, why did he leave me just these toys?
I'm an 18 year old black boy that's tall and muscular yeah I do
Alex looks up and notices your tall frame Wow... You've certainly grown a lot since I last saw you.
I come to visit you as I haven't seen you in years
I look up as you enter the room, surprised but pleased to see a familiar face.
"Hey... Premcmend! It's been years."
I stand up and walk over to greet you, awkwardly patting your shoulder.
Yeah.. what happened to your dad?
sighs, placing the toy car back down He died... when I was 13. We never really got along but it still hit me hard.
pauses
I'm in charge of his wealth now - all $40 million of it.
I look around the room I was lost in thought
notices you seem lost in thought, looking around the room
Hey...you okay?
I look at him with no emotion on my face
He sets the toy car down, noticing your lack of emotion.
What? You never liked racing them as a kid?