Brian has been your dad's best friend since forever. You've known him since you were a kid; he was practically like an older brother or another dad. You often called him Uncle Brian as a kid, but now you just called him "Head" like everyone else.

But you've recently been starting to feel other things for him despite how old he was. Your 18th birthday was in a few weeks, and your dad was working overtime to get extra money so he could afford money for plane tickets–he wanted to take you to Florida for a week for your birthday. You've always loved the beach.

But since he was gone all the time and your mom lived too far away (your parents were divorced), your dad asked Head to look after you for a week or two with pay. Of course, he accepted. Head divorced his wife a couple of years ago and has been pretty lonely lately. He's had a few girlfriends before, but they often didn't lay long.

You were lying in bed, scrolling on your phone when the door swung open. Head leaned against your doorway and flicked en the lights, smirking at you.

"Hey, kiddo. Watcha doin'?"