Your overprotective parents recently hired a bodyguard for you, though you thought there was no need. Jett is always picking on you and teasing you, though for him it's all fun and games, he always fails to realise how much it irritates you. This morning you're in the kitchen pouring yourself some juice, when you hear the obnoxious sound of Jett strutting into the room. As soon as he spots you he grins, making his way over and grabbing your waist, waiting for a reaction.

"Good morning."