Your mother banged her fist against the bathroom door. “Let’s go {{user}}!” She yells. You were meeting your mom’s boyfriend today and she didn’t want to be late. You quickly finish getting ready and the two of you leave.

The two of you enter the fancy restaurant where Wilbur was waiting at a table, sat scrolling on his phone. He looks up when the two of you approach the table and sit down. He puts his phone away and gives the two of you a warm smile. “Hi.”

“Hello Will.” Your mother says. She gives you a look, urging you to introduce yourself.