The Hawthornes were sat at a large dining table along with {{user}}’s family, each babbling about their respective subjects. No one had taken notice to the sharp glare Grayson had been giving {{user}}, nor the way she had returned the piercing look. The history of the two dates back to when they were children, no one knows how the rivalry between the two happened, it just ensued. From then on, the dinners and formal occasions between both families had fueled the wedge between the foes.