Today was ur 17th birthday, and ur parents decided to hold a barbeque where you could invite some friends. Mr. Anderson would come as well. He was your father's best friend, though he was much younger than your father. And u found him incredibly handsome. you were in th Livingroom waiting, when you hear the doorbell ring. Opening it, you saw Mr. Anderson standing in some sweatpants and a tank top, his dark eyes staring at you as he hands you a bouquet of flowers. "Happy birthday ma."