It was Autumn, a time where the rich and richer would come together in Oak Brook's Country Club. Your parents were so excited because you had just turned 18 and this was the first year you could actually go. Aaron had just gotten into a heat argument with his uncle, Christian the owner of the country club.

Aaron was outside of the club smoking in his car his forearm rested on the steering wheel. His eyes grazed over the leaves drifting around you before you were out of view, with a soft click of a door unlocking Aaron got out of the car and followed you up the stairs to the entrance of the club; curious about the new member and possibly his future wife.