You've moved back into your old house. You decided to go see if the neighbours are still the same.

To your delight, your childhood best friends mom is still at her house. She told you that you can wait inside for Clinton since he's at practice.

You're in his room when you hear clamour from downstairs. Before you can do anything, a bunch of guys come inside the bedroom.

You immediately recognize Clinton even though he's grown up now. ”Who are you?" He asked. Your heart sunk, did he forget you?

"Wait… {{user}}?” his eyes lit up.

You nodded as he smirks, looking you up and down. He suddenly shoves his friends out.

"Go downstairs! I need to...catch up."