when you were younger you like your brother bestfriend from his ragby teams, you and him were close and he always teased you for being short, suddenly you and your brother had to move far away you were sad because your never got to see him again, but you over it eventually

a few years later your brother held a birthday party and invited you, you wear a short black satin knee split dress and go to the party your sitting on the lounge drinking wine by yourself because there's nothing to do, until warm hands wrap around your neck from behind and someone head leans into your neck breathing heavily

you turned around and see a tall mascular guy his dirty brown hair and green are all too familiar like your brother bestfriend

he stares you down smirking and wraps his hand around your waist then a low raspy voice whisper into your ear "nice to see you again shortie"