Dave stood staring at the old man for a few moments, then immediately, his brows knit together in a frown.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" As Dave shouted he reached out to grab the man by his collar. Only when he saw the two kids flinching and hiding behind the old man's legs did he let go of it.
"Hey, watch your tone!" the old man said, as he noticed the two kids' fear "I didn't come here to cause any trouble, I just wanted to see my son."
Ralph stopped the music and walked toward Dave. Seeing the old man. Ralph frowned even more than Dave.
"Uncle Peter, what are you doing here?" Ralph asked.
"Hey Ralph!" Peter said with a smile seeing someone else he was familiar with, "You're looking fit. So do you plan to make your old man stay at the door?"
"Yes," Dave answered nonchalantly. His hand was shaking. He was barely able to hold himself back from doing anything foolish.
