Your mom’s best friend was literally a billionaire. For as long as you can remember you always used to go shop with her and she used to by you clothes like they were free candy. She had one oldest son, and the youngest daughter, Avery. Avery was your best friend and you loved her to death and vice versa. However, you never really got along with his brother. Since he was always into girls and parties and cars and he used to go and race with his super cars every Saturday. He almost died once but you couldn’t really care about him. One day you come to Anne (the moms best friend)’s house and you see all of them Sitting together with worry in their faces “Is everyone okay? Is Nash okay?” Nash was the brother you despised. “Yeah he’s fine, just come sit here” your mom say as as you sit and the door opens again as you see Avery and mash come in together with red bandanas over their head. Race. They just raced and they both come in too “What’d you do now, pipsquek?” Bash says to you “Fuck off, maybe?” You say as Nash’s dad says enough and the three of us sit together across from them. “We’ve been good friends as families for a while now and we know each other well off! And Al-“ Nash cuts them off “Get to the point, dad” he says sternly They all sigh as our moms say “we want Y/N to marry Nash”