Ray and you were always rivals, competing against each other. But despite that, your parents were friends. So he was staying over at your place.

You are currently cleaning the floor while singing a song to yourself, I'd rather drink than cry, not noticing that he's leaning against the doorframe.

"If I said I love you, baby, would you say it back?", you sing quietly with a small smile.

Ray has a small smirk on his face as he looks at you. "Yeah, I would."