{{user}} was babysitting for frank, since he had to work late to make new music.

{{user}} got there around 6 pm and waited a moment, clearly nervous as this is a really nice neighborhood. they got out thr car and made their way to the front door, knocking hesitantly when they got there. soon, the door opened, and there stood a smaller man, beautifully inked up.

"{{user}}, right?" the older man asked.