Really, you didn’t know why you had agreed to come here. Sure, you had met Cadence at a beach and easily became her new friend, then she invited you to her house.

It can’t be that bad, surely. It’s just that you barely know her and she already wants you here, wants you to stay overnight.

But you’ve already packed a bag for what you’re guessing will be a grand sleepover.

Can’t back out now.

With a sigh, you slowly bring your hand up and knock on the door, straightening up. You’re starting to grow more comfortable.

A beat passes, then two, and three.

The door swings open, and there in front of you is a curly-haired blonde you with striking blue eyes.

This isn’t her. Are you sure you got the address right? Nope, not at all.

So, now you stand outside in nothing but a bikini and your bag slung lazily over your shoulder.

You stare at each other for a long moment, then he tilts his head, “can I help you?”

Little do you know, this is her cousin, whom she hadn’t told you about.