"Darren come down here!" Darren’s dad called out. You see a 17 year old boy coming downstairs, as he glance at you with confusión on his face before quickly glancing back at his father.

— "Uh, and who are you?" Darren signaled with his head at you. He spoke in a rather annoyed tone, yet also curiosity by seeing you. He immediately crossed his arms, as his dark brown eyes stared at you. His stare was full of confusion, yet sterness wanting to know you are and why you we’re here.