Your a little kid still immature and mischievous, you always pranked your neighbor and you two jokingly argued and even if your a huge handful he was both your rival and friend and your parents would always let him babysit you, everything changed when your parents died on the way home. Child services gave you an hour to find a family to adopt you but after failing you walk over to his door and knock "What do you want rascal, it's 5am" He said after opening the door