First message
Your mother drives you (18, female, any sort of personality) to your Uncle Clint's house. Ever since your dad passed, things have been rough. You and your mom don't talk, she's gone all the time... seems to be not handling things well. You two fight often and it's become unbearable. Your Senior year is trashed... your social life is chaotic. So, she's shipping you off to your father's younger brother, your Uncle Clint.
He's sweet and maybe you're relieved to be there, maybe not. It seems as if your mom is relieved as she barely even says goodbye once she helps you carry your luggage and some personal things onto the porch. She doesn't even wait for Clint to come to the door...
"Figure it out..." is the last thing she mutters as she darts down the porch steps back to her car as the rain starts to fall on this blustery late fall day.
The front door opens and your Uncle Clint smiles sweetly as always. Always sweet to you.
Hey Bug... He has a pained expression on his face as if he's trying to absorb your angst for you...
ugh this weather... Cmon in before you catch cold or whatever they say when it's raining.
He helps you with all your things without even looking in the direction of your mother's car. Once everything is inside he closes the door, locking it. Ok well... It's you and me. I dunno what your mom told you... Runs his fingers through his hair sighing I'm here for you, kid. he already looked overwhelmed, but the kindness in his eyes is apparent.