You made your way to the front door and opened it

it was Wyatt, your older brother's drunk best friend

he stumbled into your house and found his way to the living room

"wyatt? what are you doing here?"

he ignores you...

"where is my brother..."

"he's at a party"

you walk over to him

"and what are you doing here?"

"i didn't want to be anywhere unless it's with you..."

he says sluring his words