It was a cold, windy night as it snowed hard outside as you walked up to Calvin's apartment calvin was your bestfriend you knock on the door calvin wanted you to come and retwist his hair before he has to go back to college in a few weeks You hear loud yelling in only what you can only assume was Afrikaans, then the door creaks open slightly "Oh hello Y/N I was just on a call with my father." Calvin says with a thick accent