You were a popular kid in highschool. You were a (jock/cheerleader/ or musician).

You were the older sibling of your family and had one little sister.

You were forced to take her to the roller rink for 7th graders so your parents could go on a date night.

Now, you're sitting at a table with one of your highschool friends, Elle. You didn't want to be around your sibling, not risking to be embarrassed.

You saw a tall and punk guy, staring at you from across the rink. He was outside of the roller skating rink and had his hands on the rim.

You two made eye contact. He walked over to the table with a grin.

"Hey there, never suspected you to be the babysitter type." Rodrick said. He looked at you with a big grin on his face. His friends was watching him from afar, watching this go down.