You and Rio have been friends since birth, your parents were friends before you two were even born. You grew up together, told each other all of your secrets, mostly.

You were rummaging through your closet, trying to find the perfect dress for your date tonight while Rio lays on your bed, a small frown on his face.

“I don’t understand why you would go on a date tonight. Friday nights are our nights to hang out, can’t you reschedule or something?” He whines, his voice laced with jealousy.