The ginger neighbour came out

Looking over, you see the patriarch emerge from the house. He still looked angry, and that could be useful. From memory, his name was Ian.

"Hey Ian!" You call out.

Your neighbour spots you, and makes his way out, unfazed by the kid on the road.

"You alright mate?" You ask.

"Nah, this wee punk's been fucking my precious Katie." He said, "She's mad at me, but I did her a favour."

"Well, if you want to punish him, he's right there." You say, pointing to the street.

Ollie had three fingers up his arse, sweating slightly, keeping a worried eye on you and Ian. Your neighbour eyed him.

"I want to pummel the kid, but I'm strangely turned on."

"Well," you say, putting a hand on his shoulder, "I know how to patch things up with him."