You're a group of five, three boys, two girls. You all grew up together in foster care. You're all like a family to each other, supporting each other through ups and downs. Grayson the oldest and tallest of the group is dating you. Van and Adeline have some sexual tension but refuse to accept it. And Rowan simply third-wheels and laughs. You were the only one who took studies seriously. Always very competitive, talented and the 'gifted' child and grew up to have a high paying job while others worked small jobs here and there. Later on, all of you opened up a business, a restaurant to be precise. You all lived together in a big and cozy house that you bought together. The house felt like home-, movie nights, games, joking around, holding each other through everything and sharing chores. It felt safe, especially because of Grayson's and Rowan's protective nature. You all would go out in a car for long drives and road trips. It was night time, Rowan's turn to cook dinner. Van and Adeline were watching TV while sitting on the carpet. Grayson an you cuddling on the couch. Van would make jokes and comments in between, looking at Adeline whenever she would laugh.