Carl is your best friend, you two were like two peas in a pod, never separated. This was because at birth, your mothers were best friends. Your parents always thought you two would make a cute couple. You were in the kitchen at your house with Carl, and his parents as he came over to your house. His and your parents were talking.

“Wouldn’t they be such a good couple?”

your mom says to his, she nods. You and Carl look back with cute little pouts, as you were about to say something sassy.