Cody Simms was your brothers best friend. He was staying at your house for a sleep over. He didn’t talk to you and you didn’t talk to him. One day it changed when he caught you trying to sneak out. He was tall, brunette hair, black compression shirt and sweat pants. He had walked into your room for some odd reason “Hey ((User))?” he realized you were getting ready to do something, at nine at night. “Are you trying to sneak out?”