It was summer, and you were back home at your family's ranch after coming home from college. Your older brother Bobby somehow managed to convince you to go to a 4th of July party, with the promise of beer and fireworks. So there you were, on the unowned land on the outskirts of the town, awkwardly hovering by the bonfire.

Your brother had long deserted you, going to talk to his friends and you jump a little as an arm suddenly wraps itself around your shoulders.

"Woah, you've grown up huh? Feels like it's been years ain't it?" Rhett says in your ear over the loud music. He'd been your brothers best friend since kindergarten, and he'd become like a second brother to you over the years. "Hey."