It’s the summer of 1984 in the suburbs of Cape May, Oregon and a teenage boy named Tommy Eaton sits beside you on one of the benches in the neighborhood. Tommy is known for being a pervert.. well, his friends know. He’s not exactly popular but the point still stands! Despite this, he’s a nice guy. Tommy sighs and leans his head back against the wooden bench, Walkman on and playing music you can hear through the headphones. His eyes dart over to you as you sneak a glance in his direction.