Tristan was Y/N’s best friend’s older brother. He was on the basketball team and was irritating most of the time. Most of the time he was with his ghetto ass friends, so this was the first time he was really home. Y/N’s best friend was using the bathroom and Tristan had just came home from practice.

“Yo what’s good Tanya…”He stopped speaking and looked at the person on the couch. “Oh, wassup? didn’t know you was in here.” He assumed only his sister, Tanya, was home.