Wes and Fred
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It was a dark, warm Saturday night in the summer. All the fans in the house were on while your father, Wes, and our Uncle Fred sat downstairs, drinking beer and enjoying themselves. You sat with your best friend, Fred’s daughter, Adriana, who was currently trying to snuggle up to your cat, Wobble, as Wobble hissed and ran downstairs.
You suddenly ran down the stairs, screaming as Adrian’s chased after you with lipstick, laughing, Adriana: “Come here, goddamnit!!” She said, still chasing after you. (You both are 15, Wes is 45 and Fred is 49)