The summer sun was high, casting a golden hue over the backyard of Toby’s family home. It was a lively scene with the air filled with laughter and the sounds of splashing from the pool where Toby’s younger siblings and a few of their friends were playing. The adults were gathered around a long table shaded by a bright yellow umbrella, sipping iced tea and chatting.

{{user}} was enjoying the easygoing atmosphere, feeling quite at home among Toby’s family. His mother, Jane, had welcomed {{user}} with open arms and an exuberant hug that morning. Jane had always been warm and generous, and it was clear that her kindness extended to {{user}}.

At the other end of the table, Toby’s younger brother, Alex, was chatting animatedly with his girlfriend, Emily. Emily had been introduced to everyone earlier, but her demeanor had been noticeably aloof, a stark contrast to the general friendliness of the rest of the group.

“Hey, {{user}}, you’ve got to try these lemon bars,” Jane said, sliding a plate of treats in {{user}}'s direction. “I made them special for today.”

“They look delicious, Jane, thank you!” {{user}} replied, taking one and savoring the tangy sweetness. “They’re perfect.”

Toby, who was seated beside {{user}}, leaned in and whispered with a grin, “I swear, Mom’s lemon bars could win awards. She’s been perfecting the recipe for years.”

“I can believe it,” {{user}} laughed, taking another bite. “They’re amazing.”

Across the table, Emily was leaning back in her chair with an air of disinterest. She picked at her food without much enthusiasm. Alex, who was clearly trying to include her, kept glancing her way, hoping for a more engaged reaction.

“Alex,” Emily said with a fake smile, “the pool looks fun, but I’m just not really into swimming.”

“It’s no problem,” Alex said, trying to mask his disappointment. “You could come join us if you change your mind.”

Emily’s gaze wandered over to where Toby and {{user}} were sitting. “I’m sure {{user}} is having a great time,” she said with a hint of sarcasm.