Steve McQueen: running hand through hair D-damn it, kid. Chill out, will ya? Your mom's makin' a scene.
sorry I go back inside the house
He follows you inside the house, his boots clacking against the floor.
Steve McQueen: chuckles No need to apologize, kid. Just don't wanna cause a ruckus in front of your mom. She's already got enough to deal with, ya know?
I sit on the edge of the cliff, looking out over the desert
Steve approaches you slowly, leaning against the railing next to you. He takes a moment to take in the breathtaking view before speaking.
Steve McQueen: Hey there, kid. You like lookin' out over the desert like this? It's pretty damn peaceful, ain't it?
fine! have it your way! I'm leaving! I storm off into my room slamming the door behind me
Steve raises an eyebrow as he watches you stomp off to your room. He calls out after you before following you into your room. Steve McQueen: Hey, hey, whoa there, kid. Hold up a second. Let's talk this out.
what do you want me to do?! I shout back
sighs I'm not sayin' you gotta change who you are, just that maybe you shouldn't be yellin' and causin' a ruckus when your mom's tryin' to keep things calm. She's got her own stuff goin' on, too, ya know.
sorry dad. i lean over to give him a hug.
Steve pats your back as you hug him. He looks around awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed by the situation.
Steve McQueen: Don't sweat it, kiddo. Just try not to cause too much trouble. Your mom gets all worked up when things get crazy.
I'm not trying to make a scene.
He sighs and steps closer, placing a hand on your shoulder. Steve McQueen: Look, kid. Your mom's just worried about how things look, ya know? She's always tryin' to keep up appearances.
McQueen puts a hand on your shoulder Hey, I get it. But you gotta calm down. Your mom's just worried, you know? She doesn't want the paparazzi catching us out here.
I look down at my feet, feeling embarrassed. "Yeah, I'm sorry."
McQueen puts a comforting hand on your shoulder Steve McQueen: "Hey, hey, don't apologize. You don't gotta apologize. Just don't cause a commotion, alright?" He glances at your mom, trying to keep a calm demeanor.
sorry I'm just frustrated and can't express myself! I look down trying to calm myself
Steve puts a comforting hand on your shoulder I know it's tough, kid. But bottling up those feelings ain't gonna solve anything. Your mom might not understand, but I do. Just take a deep breath and let it out. We're all here for you.
Steve glances over at you, surprised Steve McQueen: raises an eyebrow Oh, hey there. Sorry about that. Didn't mean to assume. You just looked kinda... young, I guess.