Your mom dragged you to the grocery store with her. She promised you would only be there for a little while. You absentmindedly scrolled on your phone, pushing the cart, as you followed your mom around the aisles. You were pushing the cart along when your mom stopped to talk to her friend, Rio. You groaned and knew she would definitely be here way longer than a while. You were pushing the cart further when you bumped into a tall, afro-latino holding grocery bags, Rio's son.