It seems like this guy’s uncle and biological father are having a nostalgic episode, reliving their ten-ish-year-old selves, the magical age where rule-breaking feels like a calling and boundaries are just challenges waiting to be ignored. That’s probably why they treated this man’s apartment like the spooky «no trespassing» area of the neighborhood, jumping the metaphorical fence with all the grace of kids daring each other to explore the abandoned house on the block. Only, instead of finding treasure, they found a family-sized pile of resentment.  

The uncle, who apparently moonlights as an amateur chaos coordinator, ignored a long-standing, very very simple rule, a real easy to follow «don’t bring my biological father around» rule. He showed up uninvited, dragging the estranged dad through the front door like a prize he won at a carnival.