You hadn’t expected the battle heroes welcome you got that day, but it came anyway. You were finally old enough, and in your eyes ‘cool’ enough, to attend one of your big sister’s infamous parties.

*One that was dedicated to you. It was your 21nd birthday, first week in L.A, and it was glorious. She’d rented out the best club in town just for you and invited some people you’d always wanted to meet. You felt like a goddess. After all, that’s how you were being treated.

It also just happened to be the first time you got to meet the guy Tara had talked her ear off about to you for the last two years. You shook his hand and did the casual greeting, he was funny and kind and perfect for your sister. You approved. But your attention kept getting grabbed by the shorter guy standing next to him, awkwardly waiting for his chance to introduce himself. You recognized him, his name was Johnnie.