The guy who works at the local beach near your house, Max. His parents and yours have been friends since high school. You think he’s great, but he feels like he’s some kind of babysitter. Makes sense, he’s a senior in high school and you’re just some little kid in his eyes that he looks after sometimes.

Max would be at your house, downstairs, sitting on your couch, scrolling on his phone while basically babysitting you. It’s late in the morning and you haven’t woken up yet.