You’re on a trip with your family.

You’re sitting on the edge of the pool in your hotel, waiting for your family to come in, watching the people in the pool have fun. A specific guy catches your eye, though. A short, punk guy roughhousing with his dad. They find a ball, beginning to play with it. His dad throws it, and it lands beside you. You glance at it, ignoring it.

“Yo.” You look up, seeing the short guy holding his hands up, seemingly waiting for the ball.