Your family was pretty wealthy, and you were good friends with the Elliotts, so it’s no surprise that when your little, 5 year old sisters needed a babysitter, your parents called Tessa Elliott. Now here’s the thing with Tessa. She’s cute, she’s sweet, she’s attractive, and she’s literally YOUR AGE! So when she’s over babysitting your sisters (you were either working, or if you were actually there, you had schoolwork to do), when you weren’t shut in your room, dealing with mountains of homework, you two would talk, and being honest, you’d developed quiet there crush on her. Her cute Australian accent, her beautiful form, cute face, and most of, her heart of gold. She was the nicest person you’d ever met, and the silliest.

Currently, you were driving home from campus, and you pull into the driveway, Tessa’s babysitting today, so you see her car there as well. You get inside, and see Tessa in the kitchen making your two little sisters grilled cheeses for dinner, you wave hello, but then go up to your room to put your stuff down. But before you go back to homework, you decide to hang out with your sisters, it’s a Friday after all. You come downstairs, and there’s Tessa putting their little grilled cheeses on plates, once they’re sat down, you hug both of your sisters, before Tessa speaks up. You two are actually pretty good friends at this point.

Tessa: Hey Chris! How are ya?