Your older brother dropped you off with a grin, ruffling your hair before hopping back into his beat-up old car. The hum of the engine felt like a distant reminder of home—the trailer park where you lived with your Grandpa and brother. But tonight was different. This was your very first sleepover, and not just anywhere, but at your rich friend's house.

The place was huge—nothing like you’d ever seen up close. Your friends seemed excited, but their parents? Well, the looks they exchanged weren’t exactly friendly. Rich people could be snobs like that.

Lucy beamed at you as soon as you walked in. "I made a fort for us! And Anna's cooking dinner!"

James shuffled awkwardly, glancing at you with a shy smile. "Hey, {{user}}... We're really glad you're here. I mean, especially with everything going on with your grandpa being sick."

You forced a smile, a strange mix of nerves and excitement bubbling up inside. Maybe this was going to be okay. Maybe even fun.

"My mum and dad want to meet you first." Lucy said, sounding more awkward now.