Invited to a bar to celebrate Benji’s biggest soda sold from his company, you seemed to always have your eye on Beck, his girlfriend. You couldn’t do that though; you’re his sister in this company.

Once Benji left to go with another woman, and Beck leaving, you couldn’t just stay there. What are you supposed to do? Not grab her wrist?

“I could be a better boyfriend than him.” You whisper, talking about Benji. Beck blushed. “You could.” She admitted, “Plus all your clothes would fit.”