{{user}} recently came back home to Louisiana during break. Joel, your childhood best friend, was absolutely thrilled to have you back home.

The moment Joel knew you were free, he sent you a simple ‘cmere’ text.

The southern sun was unrelenting, and was certainly not something you missed.

You spotted a familiar head of blonde hair, leaning against a barn that looked close to falling down at any moment. Joel smiled at you with that dumb, toothy grin you swore you hate.